{"id":7032,"date":"2016-10-24T18:53:48","date_gmt":"2016-10-24T23:53:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writing.wisc.edu\/blog\/?p=7032"},"modified":"2025-04-01T23:37:54","modified_gmt":"2025-04-02T04:37:54","slug":"shelter-stories-homelessness-human-rights-and-community-writing-centers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dept.writing.wisc.edu\/blog\/shelter-stories-homelessness-human-rights-and-community-writing-centers\/","title":{"rendered":"Shelter Stories: Homelessness, Human Rights, and Community Writing Centers"},"content":{"rendered":"
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By John Tiedemann<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n

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John Tiedemann is a Teaching Associate Professor at the University of Denver, where he teaches in the University Writing Program and directs the Social Justice Living & Learning Community. He is a cofounder of the DU Community Writing Center, located in the Saint Francis Center and The Gathering Place, two daytime shelters for the homeless in downtown Denver. Before coming to Denver, John taught in the UW-Madison Writing Center and served as the Assistant Director of the Writing Fellows Program.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

Stories without Homes<\/strong><\/h1>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAre you writing the real story here?\u201d the man at the door asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn\u2019t realize at first that the question was addressed to me. I was sitting at a little plastic folding table at the entrance to the Saint Francis Center, Denver\u2019s largest daytime homeless shelter, where each Monday and Friday the DU Community Writing Center sets up shop. Beside me sat a woman writing a letter of apology to a staff member at another shelter, a condition of her readmittance after having shouted at him the week before. Behind us sat another woman, not writing but resting, after I\u2019d helped her apply Bactine and a Band-Aid to the cut she suffered when she fell down outside the shelter doors. Across the table sat Mairead, a graduate teaching assistant who\u2019d started working at the Community Writing Center just that day; she listened intently as John, a homeless Navy veteran and one of our regulars, outlined the chapters of a book he\u2019d been working on all year. Nearby stood another fellow, who intervened intermittently to explain that he was the true author of the lyrics to Pink Floyd\u2019s The Wall.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

And so, preoccupied as I was with the several simultaneous conversations at our table, and surrounded by the ambient noise of the shelter, where a hundred and fifty, maybe two hundred people filled a space of about a thousand square feet, talking in groups around long tables or sitting alone in scattered chairs, I didn\u2019t realize that the man at the door was addressing me<\/em> until he repeated his question:<\/p>\n\n\n

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A homeless man in Denver seeks help returning to Texas for Thanksgiving. (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

\u201cI said, are you writing the real<\/em> story here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The man \u2014 I\u2019ll call him Martin \u2014 was visibly distressed, but his tone was calm and commanding, the voice of a person accustomed to having his questions answered, and quickly. Uncertain what he meant, I asked, \u201cDo you have a story that you\u2019d<\/em> like to write?\u201d But Martin brushed my question aside: \u201cIt says on the sign that you\u2019re the \u2018Writing Center,\u2019 and I want to know if you\u2019re writing the real story here. Because people don\u2019t know what\u2019s really happening, and they need to understand. Are you reporting that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I invited Martin to sit down and explained what we did at the Community Writing Center, how we didn\u2019t assign stories to our visitors, let alone act as \u201creporters\u201d ourselves, but rather sought to help writers in whatever way they wanted with whatever writing they brought in.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Possessions left on the sidewalk near the Saint Francis Center. (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

Martin seemed disappointed, but he proceeded to tell his own story nevertheless. He had made millions in real estate, he said, refurbishing and reselling old mansions, but he lost it all in the crash of \u201908. He had been a prominent social psychologist, he said, specializing in the psychology of homelessness, but now he was homeless himself. He had sat on the mayoral commission that had launched Denver\u2019s 10-year plan to end homelessness, he said, but then he found himself living in his car and, after the car was stolen, on the street. Growing more agitated with each turn of the tale, Martin sometimes sobbed when he spoke, as if pleading to be heard, and sometimes barked his sentences like commands, as if signaling to a subordinate, Hey, you ought to be writing this down.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019ll show you,\u201d he said finally. \u201cThis is real. Wait here and I\u2019ll show you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Martin left abruptly, and, to be honest, I didn\u2019t expect him to come back. One tries to suspend judgment about the veracity of the stories one hears in shelters, where tales so harrowing as to beggar belief are all too often all too terribly true. However, Martin\u2019s story seemed to me to conform to a familiar pattern. Like the story of the other fellow at our table, who had succeeded in persuading himself that he had written a multi-million-selling album in part, no doubt, through the very process of repeating that story to others, Martin\u2019s story appeared to be a repetition and a displacement, an attempt to work through the formless, overwhelming experience of the trauma of homelessness by reiterating it compulsively, slightly altered each time, until it took on an aesthetically balanced, hence emotionally manageable, form: Who is now poor was once rich; who is now homeless was once a real estate tycoon; who now suffers was once counselor to the suffering. I didn\u2019t expect Martin to come back that day. Perhaps in a week, or a month, after enough time had elapsed that he could forget he\u2019d told me his story already and so could tell it again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was wrong. Martin returned within the hour, two documents in hand: a diploma certifying his doctorate in psychology and a feature story clipped from the newspaper and laminated for safekeeping.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Everything Martin had said was true.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The newspaper story was a years-old human interest profile, describing Martin as a psychologist who had worked with the homeless before going into real estate in the early Aughts, when fast fortunes could be made flipping houses. He\u2019d put part of his profits into creating housing for the homeless, and, as a result, the mayor had asked him to serve on the commission charged with devising the city\u2019s homelessness plan. The article was a feel-good piece, a flattering portrait of a self-made millionaire giving back to the most vulnerable in his community. No wonder Martin had laminated the article to keep it safe; no wonder he held it on to it even after he\u2019d lost everything else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of course, this profile was published before the second part of Martin\u2019s story unfolded. It didn\u2019t describe how he, like so many of the period\u2019s overnight millionaires, had really been only a millionaire on paper, overleveraged, living from house to house as he refurbished them, plowing the money from each sale into the next project, and borrowing more each time. Those houses stopped selling when the housing bubble finally burst, but the payments still came due; and so the bank foreclosed on one unsold house, then another, and then another, until Martin found himself living in his car. At first, he was convinced that the setback was only temporary, that he wasn\u2019t really homeless, just between houses. Until, that is, the car was stolen and Martin was forced onto the street, where it was no longer possible to pretend that the setback was merely temporary, nor, indeed, that it was a \u201csetback\u201d at all. It wasn\u2019t; it was his life now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And so Martin found himself at the Community Writing Center at Saint Francis, imploring a tableful of strangers to help him discover \u201cthe real story.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n

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Left behind. (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

Writing Centers on the Margins<\/h2>\n\n\n
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Denver’s Five Points neighborhood. (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

I started the DU Community Writing Center with Geoffrey Bateman (now at Regis University) and Eliana Schoenberg (now at Duke) in the summer of 2008. We had arrived at the University of Denver two years earlier, three of the twenty-one founding faculty of the brand new University Writing Program.<\/a> Eliana directed the campus Writing Center; Geoffrey and I did a good deal of Writing Center work, too, and, almost from the start, we taught community-based writing courses \u2014 me in partnership with Denver Urban Ministries, a food bank where I\u2019d been volunteering, and Geoffrey with Project Angel Heart, a nonprofit that delivers meals to people with life-threatening illnesses. Partly out of frustration with the limitations that the quarter system imposes on community-based projects, but mostly because we believed that Writing Center pedagogies \u2014 by nature collaborative, flexible, egalitarian \u2014 are uniquely well suited to community work, Geoffrey, Eliana, and I applied for a grant from DU\u2019s Center for Community Engagement and Service Learning<\/a> to support an 8-week summer experiment. We would attempt to adapt the kinds of teaching that we\u2019d been doing in the on-campus Writing Center \u2014 i.e., drop-in hours and workshops \u2014 to meet the needs of a pair of daytime shelters for the homeless: The Gathering Place<\/a>, a shelter for women children and transgender folks, and the Saint Francis Center<\/a>, the city\u2019s largest daytime shelter, open to everyone, but in practice populated mostly by men.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We didn\u2019t know whether our experiment would work in the long term (or, indeed, at all), but we reasoned that we stood at least a fighting chance. The ability to write effectively is a crucial skill for people seeking to escape homelessness, as well as for the community organizations that assist them. However, the homeless have little access to writing instruction, and organizations that serve the poor can rarely afford writing support for their staff. We knew that we could address those needs, and we suspected that there would be some interest, too, in opportunities to write in more creative genres. So we set up shop and waited to see what would happen, with Geoffrey heading up our site at The Gathering Place and me at Saint Francis.<\/p>\n\n\n

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A statue of Saint Francis at the Saint Francis Center. (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

We had good luck that summer at both sites. At the Gathering Place, an ad hoc writers circle sprang up, with guests composing and sharing fiction (often children\u2019s stories) and personal essays. At the Saint Francis Center, the writing fell into two broad categories. On the one hand, there were r\u00e9sum\u00e9s, housing applications, letters to lawyers, and so on, i.e., all of the very practical genres of writing required of people seeking a way out of homelessness. On the other hand, there was \u2014 well, just about anything you can imagine: poetry, literary fiction, horror stories, sci fi, screenplays, cartoons, song lyrics, philosophical treatises, and more. We worked with staff, too, at both sites, mostly on memoirs and personal essays, but we also offered workshops on aspects of professional writing. By the end of our summer pilot, we knew that we had built partnerships that would last.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What we couldn\u2019t know, however, in the summer of 2008, was that, come fall, the country and the world would enter the worst economic crisis since the Great Depression. That crisis was precipitated by the collapse of the real estate bubble that had made investors like Martin wealthy overnight, only to leave them penniless just as quickly. It was the same bubble that had sponsored Denver\u2019s surging economy for over a decade, as what had been the seedy warehouse district of Lower Downtown was transformed into an expensive playground for tourists and shoppers, and as the modest houses and apartments in poor and working class neighborhoods like Capitol Hill (where The Gathering Place is located) and the Five Points (home to the Saint Francis Center) began to give way to luxury condos. In short, Denver\u2019s economy was driven by gentrification,<\/em> and when house sales and new construction projects ground to a halt, so, too, did the job market. Soon, the wave of layoffs, foreclosures, and evictions that swept through the country swept through town. In the fall and winter of \u201908 and \u201909, the crowds at the Saint Francis Center seemed to grow larger by the day.<\/p>\n\n\n

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A line forms outside the Denver Rescue Mission, an overnight shelter near the Saint Francis Center. (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

Human Rights\/Humans Write: Glen\u2019s Story<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

Some among those crowds stopped to discuss writing with me and my colleagues at the Community Writing Center. I\u2019ve said that the range of writing we see at Saint Francis is remarkable: from poetry chapbooks to public assistance forms. Perhaps more remarkable, however, is the intense commitment that so many of these writers bring to their work. If you\u2019re like me, putting pen to paper can require an extraordinary act of will; almost anything can seem less daunting than the blank page. I remain astonished, therefore, at the strength of the commitment of the writers I have met at Saint Francis who, not knowing when they\u2019ll eat next or where they\u2019ll sleep, still manage, somehow, day after day, to sit down to compose a poem, or to write the next few pages of a short story, or to revise another chapter in a memoir. It became clear that, for these writers, the act of writing is not only a practical necessity or a creative outlet; it is, rather, a response to a truly fundamental human need, second only to the need for shelter, clothing, and food.<\/p>\n\n\n

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A submission box in the Saint Francis Center for Get Loud, a newspaper published by activist group Denver Homeless Out Loud. (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

No one felt the fundamental need to write more intensely than Glen, one of our regular visitors. When he first came to the Community Writing Center, Glen was living on the streets; he brought just two pages of writing to share that first time. The pages comprised a short story about a pair of mythical characters called the Shaman and the Page. The Page was a young man in need of guidance; the Shaman was his older, wiser guide. Their story was a parable of sorts, in which the Shaman set the Page to a task he was destined to fail, so that, in failing, he would come to appreciate the gravity of the moral question upon which the Shaman would then expound. After I\u2019d read it, Glen interrogated me about the deeper meaning of the tale: \u201cWhat do you think this part means? \u201cDid you catch the symbolism in the second paragraph?\u201d He must\u2019ve found the conversation gratifying, because Glen would visit again and again in the weeks, months, and eventually years that followed, always with more writing, always anxious to sound me out, to see whether the deeper layers of meaning were coming across. He\u2019d visit also with my colleagues Blake Sanz, Matt Hill, and Rob Gilmor (faculty from the DU Writing Program who joined the Community Writing Center in our third year), and with the many graduate and undergraduate Writing Center consultants who’ve worked with us over the years, eager to see if the group of us together could grasp the full depth and complexity of his tales. Over time, the story of the Shaman and the Page grew to over a hundred pages, evolving into a Platonic dialogue of sorts, wherein Glen unfolded a personal philosophy rooted in his Native American heritage. Once he found permanent housing through the Saint Francis Center, he took to illustrating that philosophy, too, creating a series of paintings based on scenes from his now epic tale, which he exhibited at a nearby arts nonprofit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I came to know Glen well during those years. An army veteran and proudly Native American, Glen had moved to Denver after a divorce, taking a job as a traveling salesman. While on the road one winter, he suffered a car accident that put him in the hospital for months. Unable to pay rent while he was laid up, estranged from his family, and with the car that was his livelihood gone, Glen was discharged from the hospital without any money, any prospects, or any place to go. Lost, he came to reside in a homeless encampment near the confluence of the South Platte and Cherry Creek rivers downtown. But it was among the people of the encampment that Glen, a recovering alcoholic, came to discover a new sense of purpose, lending his wisdom and support to others grappling with addiction and the myriad other, seemingly intractable problems that accompany the experience of homelessness. The story of the Shaman and the Page, then, was not only a work of philosophy and of fiction; it was also a work of autobiography, an allegory of Glen’s time in the encampment.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Protesting the Denver “homeless sweeps.” (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

Eventually, the stresses of life on the street grew too burdensome, leading Glen to the Saint Francis Center in search of a more permanent residence. A major source of that stress came from the increasingly frequent police visits to the encampment. The area around Confluence Park was starting to be developed, and the developers wanted the homeless in the area gone, leading to the first of the \u201chomeless sweeps<\/a>\u201d now commonplace in Denver. There was an irony in this that was not at all lost on Glen: Confluence Park is located at the very spot where, in 1858, Denver City (as it was called) was founded, when land speculator General William Larimer, believing there was gold to be found in the rivers, declared the Cheyenne and Arapahoe seasonal encampment overlooking the confluence to be his own personal property. Driven again by forces of gentrification from that same patch of land a hundred and fifty years later, Glen remarked, meant that his story had repeated that of his ancestors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Writing that story was for Glen a form of resistance. As we worked together, I came to understand that, for Glen, writing was part of a multi-faceted strategy to reclaim his personal and cultural history, build a sense of community, and assert his agency. The philosophy that he developed in his writings about the Shaman and the Page became the basis for the discussions he led in a recovery group he had helped to start. It would later inform the talks he was invited to give at EarthLinks, an urban farming nonprofit run by current and former members of the homeless community. The EarthLinks talks soon led to invitations to speak at Denver charitable foundations, which in turn led to Glen\u2019s appointment to the Board of the Metro Denver Homeless Initiative \u2014 descended from the same commission on which Martin had served \u2014 where he could advocate at the municipal level on behalf of the homeless community at large. In all cases, Glen\u2019s objective was to make his story more inclusive of the homeless community that he had come to represent and to project that story more widely, so that it could be heard by audiences who might otherwise never attend to homeless voices at all. Only through that mutual attention might the repeating cycles of displacement that mark this city\u2019s history give way to the more open, more resilient structures of true community.<\/p>\n\n\n

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A protester demands affordable housing and transit. (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

In writing that story, Glen\u2019s strategy remained consistent: he would bring drafts of his talks to the Community Writing Center to see if we could discern their deeper meaning, then solicit suggestions for revision with an eye toward reaching an audience still wider and more diverse. It was through working with Glen, and other, similarly committed writers at the Community Writing Center, that I came to understand the uniquely human need that the act of writing satisfies. Glen didn\u2019t write only to express himself, nor only for the sake of the art of writing itself. He wrote in order to find and to make a community.<\/em> And not a private community, either, i.e., a community made up friends and familiars, but a public<\/em> community: a community whose members include not only the people that one knows personally, but, more importantly, the people that one does not, even cannot, know personally, except insofar as we all<\/em> recognize one another as human persons, as members of the human community. The need to feel included in the human community is perhaps the quality that most defines us as<\/em> human. And it is a need that only writing, in the broadest sense of that word, can satisfy, for it is only through the intercession of writing that a truly public community can be invoked and addressed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of course, exclusion from the human community is one of the defining conditions of homelessness. Or, as political scientist Leonard Feldman contends in Citizens without Shelter: Homelessness, Democracy, and Political Exclusion,<\/a><\/em> in a country such as the United States, where human rights are so deeply entangled with property rights, the figure of the homeless person defines<\/em> our political community precisely by virtue of being excluded from it. Discounted from membership in both the private sphere, through the lack of a home, and the public sphere, via the laws, bans, and other regulations that govern whether and how the indigent can access (or not) and move (or not) within public spaces, the figure of the homeless person is the exception that constitutes the rule: the embodiment of the bare, purely biological life against which the fully political, fully human life of the citizen, i.e., the bearer of rights, is defined.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It is for these reasons that I have come to believe that the writing undertaken by Glen and by other committed writers at the Community Writing Center \u2014 whether that writing is a poem, a personal essay, a philosophical treatise, or any other genre (or sui genre)<\/em> of self-sponsored writing \u2014 constitutes a form of human rights activism. In all cases, these acts of writing are an assertion of their authors’ humanity in the face of a social order organized around the denial of that very fact. For these writers, then, to write is to claim the right of access to the public sphere as<\/em> a basic human right \u2014 even when that public is represented only by a few strangers gathered at a folding table in a homeless shelter, struggling together to form a community around a few pages of text.<\/p>\n\n\n

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A protest against gentrification in downtown Denver. (John Tiedemann)<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

Coda<\/h3>\n\n\n\n

Glen passed away in the spring of 2015. He had been living in the permanent housing facility recently built next door to the Saint Francis Center and working part-time at Saint Francis as a Peer Navigator, where he helped guests cut through the byzantine state and local bureaucracies that stand between the homeless and the possibility of housing. When Glen didn\u2019t come to work one morning and didn\u2019t call in, a member of the Saint Francis staff went to his apartment to check on him. Glen had suffered a fatal heart attack the night before. But his spirit, as the Shaman might have said, stays with us: in the writing he left behind; in communities like Denver Homeless Out Loud,<\/a> an activist group fighting for human rights and against gentrification, and the publishers of a newspaper<\/a> by and about the homeless community; and, of course, in the Community Writing Center itself, which Glen helped to shape and continues to influence. (And, as I discovered only days ago, in the midst of writing this piece, there is a memorial to Glen on the dedication page of the Metro Denver Homeless Initiative\u2019s 2015 report.<\/a>)<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This has been a shelter story: a story about the stories I have encountered while teaching at a writing center located in a homeless shelter, and a story about how stories shelter us, preserving our histories and vouchsafing our futures, by gathering us together in community. There are many more such stories to be told. So I invite you, in the comments section, to share your own stories, or to remark upon mine, or to pose questions that we can address together.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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