WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:00.960 align:middle line:90% 00:00:00.960 --> 00:00:07.680 align:middle line:84% It's a very fragile sight to see a preadolescent girl who 00:00:07.680 --> 00:00:09.960 align:middle line:90% knows how to-- 00:00:09.960 --> 00:00:13.860 align:middle line:84% is still learning the ways of looking older, 00:00:13.860 --> 00:00:17.450 align:middle line:90% trying to act older and whatnot. 00:00:17.450 --> 00:00:23.740 align:middle line:84% And this is a poem about that kind of masking 00:00:23.740 --> 00:00:27.370 align:middle line:84% and the fragility of the masking of the self. 00:00:27.370 --> 00:00:29.950 align:middle line:84% The title of the poem is "At St. Hubie's Altar." 00:00:29.950 --> 00:00:31.500 align:middle line:90% St. Hubie's is St. Hubert's. 00:00:31.500 --> 00:00:33.940 align:middle line:84% It's a church in North Philadelphia. 00:00:33.940 --> 00:00:39.070 align:middle line:84% And the setting is a viewing, a funeral viewing. 00:00:39.070 --> 00:00:41.830 align:middle line:90% 00:00:41.830 --> 00:00:45.250 align:middle line:90% "At St. Hubie's Altar." 00:00:45.250 --> 00:00:51.070 align:middle line:84% "The effort of it, the Egyptian teenage princess look. 00:00:51.070 --> 00:00:56.140 align:middle line:84% Crushed cinnabar blush, the surprised large mouth 00:00:56.140 --> 00:01:01.210 align:middle line:84% her brown lip liner draws, gelled tresses ribbed 00:01:01.210 --> 00:01:03.130 align:middle line:90% across the runway shoulders. 00:01:03.130 --> 00:01:09.430 align:middle line:84% So many modeling classes to craft a seeable self, pencil 00:01:09.430 --> 00:01:15.430 align:middle line:84% skirt at sixteen and high-heeled sandals that snagged 00:01:15.430 --> 00:01:19.660 align:middle line:90% the casket's red carpet. 00:01:19.660 --> 00:01:23.140 align:middle line:84% Tripped toward the aunt she never liked, 00:01:23.140 --> 00:01:27.070 align:middle line:84% who disliked her because she never listened to nobody 00:01:27.070 --> 00:01:30.040 align:middle line:84% and acted like she owned the world. 00:01:30.040 --> 00:01:34.870 align:middle line:84% She weirdly seemed to want to fall inside and be 00:01:34.870 --> 00:01:42.130 align:middle line:84% with that blanched life, but someone gathered her 00:01:42.130 --> 00:01:45.130 align:middle line:90% and seined her back to us. 00:01:45.130 --> 00:01:47.860 align:middle line:90% 00:01:47.860 --> 00:01:52.900 align:middle line:84% How she must hate that visage in her vanity mirror, the silly 00:01:52.900 --> 00:01:57.610 align:middle line:84% earnest child, face banged up by tears, 00:01:57.610 --> 00:02:03.930 align:middle line:84% who can't even help herself, who drools and bites her hair." 00:02:03.930 --> 00:02:05.000 align:middle line:90%