Love Letter to Chicago

Based on the prompt given from our TA, I have informally “imitated” Spaulding Gray’s Dear New York City on page 113 from Life Interrupted: The Unfinished Monologues (Crown Publishers, 2005).

Dear Chicago,
For eleven years I lived with you and have fallen in and out and in love with you. I came to you because you were down to earth but still contained unknowns. You still contain unknowns and that keeps me curious. I am sometimes charmed by your “realness” but sometimes find it to harsh. I think you need to find a better story than just being “real.” The real mafia and the real politicos with their the down and dirty corruption are now being replaced by the realness of fancy-finance Rahm and his fancy-finance friends. Both are real and both are bad.

There is so much reality in the world and that hasn’t always been enough. Sometimes we need better stories, more myths, dreams that make us imagine beyond “the real.”

I hope as we continue to evolve together you can create new and better stories about yourself. I will try to do my part.

in cahoots,
Daniel Tucker