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She tilted her head and opened her mouth, like a bird. Her chin and nose, pointy. Her teeth immaculate daggers, Her eyes beady. She had found something to focus on. The moment concentrated with attention. |
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Poem unfinished. Or, maybe it is finished. This was a moment when a young woman was looking at a painting. It was at a gallery / art school near the intersection of Connecticut and Florida in DC. I was there at an evening art walk event with The Arthouse meetup group.