now in its one-hundred-and-eightieth year
A door long boarded up on Ashland Avenue. Its panels of plywood register a significant artistic investment, the aggregate effect both sinister and surreal. Much of its meaning is illegible, though a few words stand out, notably ‘ruined’ and ‘killing.’ A human being resembles a jack-in-the-box, his head and limbs bloodlessly severed and all boxed in. The how of it is confusing yet orderly, bringing energy and opportunity to a sanitary dead-end.