- Shall I tell you, then, that we exist?

(upbeat guitar music) There came a light, blue and white careening.

The police like wailing angels to bitter me.

- "Black Matters" is by Keith S. Wilson after D.H. Lawrence.

When I first read it, I was like, "Is it just talking about black holes or something?

Like what's going on?"

But then looking back and analyzing it, I'm like, okay this is really metaphorical.

I like the first line.

"Shall I tell you, then that we exist?".

And that one really spoke to me because we exist.

Not your average Midwesterner, different cultures, different races, different backgrounds.

We exist, and the struggles that come with that.

So I really wanted to bring that to life and talk about those things.

"Black Matters" by Keith S. Wilson after DH Lawrence.

Shall I tell you, then, that we exist?

There came a light, blue and white careening.

The police like wailing angels to bitter me.

And so this: dark matter is hypothetical.

Know that it cannot be seen in the gunpowder of a flower, in a worm that raisins on the concretes, and a man that wills himself not to speak.

Gags, oh gags.

For a shadow, cannot breathe.

It deprives them of nothing.

Pride is born in the black and then dies in it.

I hear our shadow, low treble the clasping of our hands.

Dark matter is invisible.

We infer it: how light bends around a black body, and still you do not see black halos, even here, my having told you plainly where they are.

(upbeat music) - [Announcer] Funded by the North Dakota Council on the Arts.

And by the members of Prairie Public.