WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:00.690 align:middle line:90% 00:00:00.690 --> 00:00:01.530 align:middle line:90% All right. 00:00:01.530 --> 00:00:04.290 align:middle line:84% I'm going to read you the most Chicago poem in the collection. 00:00:04.290 --> 00:00:05.250 align:middle line:90% [LAUGHTER] 00:00:05.250 --> 00:00:08.910 align:middle line:84% "A Woman Runs on the First Day of Spring." 00:00:08.910 --> 00:00:11.080 align:middle line:90% Spoiler, there are rats. 00:00:11.080 --> 00:00:11.820 align:middle line:90% [LAUGHTER] 00:00:11.820 --> 00:00:14.490 align:middle line:84% If anyone's ever lived in Chicago, or rats 00:00:14.490 --> 00:00:15.786 align:middle line:90% are really scrappy. 00:00:15.786 --> 00:00:17.610 align:middle line:90% [LAUGHTER] 00:00:17.610 --> 00:00:22.620 align:middle line:84% When I am a stranger to my own ruin, 00:00:22.620 --> 00:00:28.050 align:middle line:84% twilight reminds me to give alms to my best sins. 00:00:28.050 --> 00:00:31.770 align:middle line:90% March, this city is purging. 00:00:31.770 --> 00:00:37.110 align:middle line:84% In the humility of worms, salt washing from the grasses. 00:00:37.110 --> 00:00:40.770 align:middle line:84% When I breathe in, I say thank you. 00:00:40.770 --> 00:00:42.750 align:middle line:90% When I breathe out, I say gone. 00:00:42.750 --> 00:00:43.950 align:middle line:90% I say garden. 00:00:43.950 --> 00:00:45.690 align:middle line:90% I say guns. 00:00:45.690 --> 00:00:48.630 align:middle line:90% Three crows devour the dead rat. 00:00:48.630 --> 00:00:51.720 align:middle line:84% "Look at all that booty," the man 00:00:51.720 --> 00:00:54.270 align:middle line:90% mutters and blows me kisses. 00:00:54.270 --> 00:00:58.530 align:middle line:84% The sky is worthless, and my bulbous ass 00:00:58.530 --> 00:01:01.260 align:middle line:90% is always a dinner bell. 00:01:01.260 --> 00:01:02.730 align:middle line:90% I run farther. 00:01:02.730 --> 00:01:05.700 align:middle line:84% I run with the feather inside my ear. 00:01:05.700 --> 00:01:08.340 align:middle line:84% I run from a bird with a broken neck 00:01:08.340 --> 00:01:12.450 align:middle line:84% and follow the sound of thawing snow. 00:01:12.450 --> 00:01:15.990 align:middle line:84% Aren't we all boundless, though the way a dream 00:01:15.990 --> 00:01:18.540 align:middle line:84% secretes the morning after, the way 00:01:18.540 --> 00:01:21.480 align:middle line:90% moths feed on the eyes of fawn. 00:01:21.480 --> 00:01:23.940 align:middle line:90% Two and not two. 00:01:23.940 --> 00:01:27.720 align:middle line:84% Vines that strangle trees never say they're sorry. 00:01:27.720 --> 00:01:31.570 align:middle line:84% I reach the lake with this graceful ache in my throat. 00:01:31.570 --> 00:01:36.450 align:middle line:84% And if I say, my body is its own crumbling country. 00:01:36.450 --> 00:01:39.570 align:middle line:84% If I say, I am always my own home, 00:01:39.570 --> 00:01:41.850 align:middle line:90% then what does that make me? 00:01:41.850 --> 00:01:44.430 align:middle line:90% 00:01:44.430 --> 00:01:46.860 align:middle line:84% I was told never to ask questions in poems. 00:01:46.860 --> 00:01:49.080 align:middle line:90% And I think that's cockamamie. 00:01:49.080 --> 00:01:50.498 align:middle line:90% [LAUGHTER] 00:01:50.498 --> 00:01:51.540 align:middle line:90% I ask a lot of questions. 00:01:51.540 --> 00:01:52.790 align:middle line:90% [LAUGHTER]