Anti-Black Woman Summer
We are barely into summer and it is already too hot, too humid, there are too many summer storms, and unfortunately there are far too many attacks directed toward Black…
Author, Myron J. Clifton
We are barely into summer and it is already too hot, too humid, there are too many summer storms, and unfortunately there are far too many attacks directed toward Black…
Martin “Marty” Jefferson Clifton III died Friday, June 11, following an accident early in the morning at a gas station in Fairfield, California. Marty is my older brother and the…
Written by Myron J. Clifton (Downloadable Song Lyrics PDF Below!) This blog is connected to the book Her Legend Lives In You: The Untold Creation Story Honoring The Goddess And…
Author’s note: I am re-running my Thanksgiving story from my youth when my mom cooked a full meal for the family, forgoing our traditional visit to our grandparents. In thinking about…
Written by Myron J. Clifton One summer day around 1972 or so, my brothers and neighborhood friends were playing outside our apartment that was just off East 14th Street in…
Written by Myron J. Clifton I had read about this in comic books: It was the end of the world. Or at least the start of World War III. I…
It was a typical summer mid-afternoon day in Oakland. The weather was typically moderate and the sky was typically large and beautiful and we were outside typically playing, running, laughing, arguing, and riding our bikes between games of street football, baseball, and roughhousing.
Written by Myron J. Clifton She was so focused. Her gaze did not waver and her body was motionless. Mom was determined and would not fail. There was noise all…