This is a piece recently submitted to hang at the Phantom Hand inaugural showing at their new space on West Girard Ave. titled "Verbal Assault". We live in a city where people don't often couch what they want to say in a lot of flowery descriptors, and tend instead, to opt to get right at the heart of things. Loudly. With much cursing. So, here's one of my favorite phrases that I have fully discovered thanks to living within the confines of this loud, colorfully vocabularied town.