Sleeping with a Gentrifier

Illustration by Shelley Henseler

A few weeks ago, I moved to the Mission neighborhood of San Francisco — the bright-orange yolk at the center of our gentrification-eviction debate — for the second time. This time, instead of being a single artist in a collective house, I moved in with my boyfriend, who owns his apartment. As I walked from BART to my new house, I noticed a handmade poster with the Twitter logo fluttering on it that read, “Invasive Species.” And for the first…