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Posted on: December 14, 2013

On H Street five blocks from their place is a mural. Halfway across is a mouth, giant and gaping, a maw oozing bright fleshy pink. A rivet in the building sits squarely in the middle of its tongue, suggesting a piercing, or perhaps venereal disease.

I’ve run past it a few times now. The art is not particularly skilled. I never see anyone admiring it; it’s merely a part of the urban landscape. What hopes and dreams did they have when they poured their energy into this work? Was this someone’s masterpiece, or merely the aftermath of a disinterested afternoon of teenagers fulfilling their volunteering requirements?

The mouth hangs open, unanswering. The lump shifts colors as I pass it in the early morning sun, and soon my footsteps fade in the distance.

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