WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:03.100 align:middle line:90% 00:00:03.100 --> 00:00:04.450 align:middle line:90% "On Confessionalism." 00:00:04.450 --> 00:00:08.280 align:middle line:90% 00:00:08.280 --> 00:00:11.100 align:middle line:84% I'll say real quickly, they're both mine, yeah. 00:00:11.100 --> 00:00:12.382 align:middle line:90% [LAUGHTER] 00:00:12.382 --> 00:00:13.590 align:middle line:90% I know which one I've opened. 00:00:13.590 --> 00:00:17.400 align:middle line:90% 00:00:17.400 --> 00:00:18.960 align:middle line:84% I mentioned to some students earlier 00:00:18.960 --> 00:00:26.280 align:middle line:84% that I came to poetry, to the serious study of poetry somewhat 00:00:26.280 --> 00:00:30.272 align:middle line:84% late in my young adulthood I guess. 00:00:30.272 --> 00:00:31.980 align:middle line:84% Most people will say they've been writing 00:00:31.980 --> 00:00:33.630 align:middle line:90% since they were 15 or 16. 00:00:33.630 --> 00:00:35.550 align:middle line:84% I was nearly 30 when I started really 00:00:35.550 --> 00:00:38.370 align:middle line:90% taking this thing seriously. 00:00:38.370 --> 00:00:42.480 align:middle line:84% And I started actually though as a rapper 00:00:42.480 --> 00:00:46.830 align:middle line:84% when I was 11 years old, and then did that until I 00:00:46.830 --> 00:00:50.920 align:middle line:90% was about 22 or so. 00:00:50.920 --> 00:00:52.697 align:middle line:84% And that has nothing to do with this poem, 00:00:52.697 --> 00:00:54.280 align:middle line:84% I don't know why I told you that part. 00:00:54.280 --> 00:00:55.870 align:middle line:90% [LAUGHTER] 00:00:55.870 --> 00:00:59.830 align:middle line:84% But I'll say this, I'll say this all that to say that, 00:00:59.830 --> 00:01:03.070 align:middle line:84% before I was a poet, before I was Professor Murillo I 00:01:03.070 --> 00:01:06.010 align:middle line:90% had other lives that I've led. 00:01:06.010 --> 00:01:09.940 align:middle line:84% And this poem comes out of an experience 00:01:09.940 --> 00:01:12.020 align:middle line:90% that I'm not really proud of. 00:01:12.020 --> 00:01:18.280 align:middle line:84% But I think the writing of this poem has helped me process it, 00:01:18.280 --> 00:01:19.930 align:middle line:84% it's called "On Confessionalism." 00:01:19.930 --> 00:01:22.960 align:middle line:90% 00:01:22.960 --> 00:01:32.230 align:middle line:84% Not sleepwalking, but waking still, with my hand on a gun, 00:01:32.230 --> 00:01:41.270 align:middle line:84% and the gun in a mouth, and the mouth on the face of a man 00:01:41.270 --> 00:01:42.215 align:middle line:90% on his knees. 00:01:42.215 --> 00:01:45.540 align:middle line:90% 00:01:45.540 --> 00:01:51.480 align:middle line:84% Autumn of '89, and I'm standing in a Section 8 apartment parking 00:01:51.480 --> 00:01:56.130 align:middle line:84% lot, pistol cocked, and staring down at this man, 00:01:56.130 --> 00:01:59.880 align:middle line:84% then up into the mug of an old woman staring, 00:01:59.880 --> 00:02:04.680 align:middle line:84% watering the single sad flower to the left of her stoop, 00:02:04.680 --> 00:02:08.020 align:middle line:90% the flower also staring. 00:02:08.020 --> 00:02:11.980 align:middle line:84% My engine idling behind me, a slow moaning bassline 00:02:11.980 --> 00:02:14.740 align:middle line:84% and the bark of a dead rapper nudging me on. 00:02:14.740 --> 00:02:21.040 align:middle line:84% All to say, someone's brokenhearted. 00:02:21.040 --> 00:02:24.460 align:middle line:84% And this man with the gun in his mouth-- 00:02:24.460 --> 00:02:28.210 align:middle line:84% this man, who, like me, is really little more than a boy-- 00:02:28.210 --> 00:02:31.700 align:middle line:84% may or may not have something to do with it. 00:02:31.700 --> 00:02:37.970 align:middle line:84% May or may not have said a thing or two, betrayed a secret, say, 00:02:37.970 --> 00:02:41.430 align:middle line:90% that walked my love away. 00:02:41.430 --> 00:02:43.900 align:middle line:90% And why not say it-- 00:02:43.900 --> 00:02:46.070 align:middle line:90% She adored me. 00:02:46.070 --> 00:02:48.800 align:middle line:90% And I, her. 00:02:48.800 --> 00:02:51.710 align:middle line:84% More than anyone, anything in life, 00:02:51.710 --> 00:02:55.010 align:middle line:84% up to then, and then still, for two decades after. 00:02:55.010 --> 00:02:58.890 align:middle line:90% And, therefore, went for broke. 00:02:58.890 --> 00:03:01.500 align:middle line:84% Blacked out and woke having gutted my piggy 00:03:01.500 --> 00:03:06.120 align:middle line:84% and pawned all my gold to buy what a homeboy said 00:03:06.120 --> 00:03:08.640 align:middle line:90% was a Beretta. 00:03:08.640 --> 00:03:12.030 align:middle line:84% Blacked out and woke, my hand on a gun, 00:03:12.030 --> 00:03:17.040 align:middle line:84% the gun in a mouth, a man, who was really a boy, on his knees. 00:03:17.040 --> 00:03:20.950 align:middle line:84% And because I loved the girl, I actually 00:03:20.950 --> 00:03:25.450 align:middle line:84% paused before I pulled the trigger-- 00:03:25.450 --> 00:03:32.100 align:middle line:90% once, twice, three times-- 00:03:32.100 --> 00:03:40.840 align:middle line:84% then panicked not just because the gun jammed, but because what 00:03:40.840 --> 00:03:47.470 align:middle line:84% if it hadn't, because who did I almost become, there, 00:03:47.470 --> 00:03:52.570 align:middle line:84% that afternoon, in a Section 8 apartment parking lot, 00:03:52.570 --> 00:03:56.840 align:middle line:84% pistol cocked, with the sad flower staring, 00:03:56.840 --> 00:03:59.360 align:middle line:84% because I knew the girl I loved-- 00:03:59.360 --> 00:04:02.600 align:middle line:84% no matter how this all played out-- 00:04:02.600 --> 00:04:06.720 align:middle line:90% would never have me back. 00:04:06.720 --> 00:04:13.220 align:middle line:84% Day of damaged ammo, or grime that clogged the chamber. 00:04:13.220 --> 00:04:17.839 align:middle line:84% Day of faulty rods, or springs come loose in my fist. 00:04:17.839 --> 00:04:24.140 align:middle line:84% Day nobody died, so why not Hallelujah? 00:04:24.140 --> 00:04:29.820 align:middle line:90% Say Amen or thank you. 00:04:29.820 --> 00:04:36.930 align:middle line:84% My mother sang for years of God, babes, and fools. 00:04:36.930 --> 00:04:41.310 align:middle line:84% My father, lymph node masses fading from his X-rays, 00:04:41.310 --> 00:04:47.680 align:middle line:84% said surviving one thing means another comes and kills you. 00:04:47.680 --> 00:04:52.840 align:middle line:90% He's dead, and so, I trust him. 00:04:52.840 --> 00:05:00.000 align:middle line:84% Dead, and so I'd wonder, years, about the work I left undone-- 00:05:00.000 --> 00:05:05.850 align:middle line:84% boy on his knees, a man now, risen, and likely 00:05:05.850 --> 00:05:10.220 align:middle line:84% plotting his long way back to me. 00:05:10.220 --> 00:05:11.870 align:middle line:90% Fuck it. 00:05:11.870 --> 00:05:16.490 align:middle line:84% I tucked my tool like the movie gangsters do, and jumped back 00:05:16.490 --> 00:05:19.440 align:middle line:90% in my bucket. 00:05:19.440 --> 00:05:22.260 align:middle line:84% Cold enough day to make a young man 00:05:22.260 --> 00:05:30.190 align:middle line:84% weep, afternoon when everything, or nothing, changed forever. 00:05:30.190 --> 00:05:33.310 align:middle line:84% The dead rapper grunted, the bassline 00:05:33.310 --> 00:05:38.560 align:middle line:84% faded, my spirits whispered something from the trees. 00:05:38.560 --> 00:05:42.370 align:middle line:84% I left, then lost the pistol in a storm 00:05:42.370 --> 00:05:48.520 align:middle line:84% drain, somewhere between that life and this. 00:05:48.520 --> 00:05:51.610 align:middle line:84% Left the pistol in a storm drain, 00:05:51.610 --> 00:05:56.185 align:middle line:84% but never got around to wiping away the prints. 00:05:56.185 --> 00:05:59.110 align:middle line:90% 00:05:59.110 --> 00:06:02.520 align:middle line:90% [APPLAUSE] 00:06:02.520 --> 00:06:04.250 align:middle line:90% Thank you. 00:06:04.250 --> 00:06:08.000 align:middle line:90%