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  • Writer's pictureQuania Love Jones

I Can’t Breathe.




As I gasped for air a sharp pain instantly attacked my stomach.


I can't breathe.


The last words said before he dies and those very words were amplified.


I can't breathe.


In 2020 We watched George Floyd murdered in front of our eyes.


I'm a God-fearing woman but how could I not despise the slayer.


This can not be defended by any naysayer.


I can't breathe.


The world was witness to something my mind did not want to believe and wasn't sure how to perceive.


I can't breathe.


Quickly, my heart began to break as my thoughts began to race.


This man could have been my uncle, my brother, or better yet my father.


I can't breathe.


Now I'm hyperventilating.


Everything around me begins to freeze as I remembered Eric Garner. The words began to spin.


How is this happening again?


I can't breathe.


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