Fahiem Stellenboom, Marketing Manager of the Baxter Theatre
I can’t breathe
I woke up
In the middle of the night
frantic, panicked
I can’t breathe
flashes in my head
how did we get to June
how did winter come so soon
when last night’s Autumn sky
and knee on neck
are etched in memory
carved in history
choking me
how can we go forward
how can we forget
I can’t breathe
he died
they died
its five in the morning
four will become three
the streets are burning
the virus is spreading
our lungs are full
our hearts are sore
our pain is deep
it’s a new level
it’s a new season
it’s a new day
it’s a new normal
nothing has changed
where to from here
I can’t breathe
