~ Life still demands I not be posting so much. Death demands it too. My dear grandmother passed away this week. When we were children her grandma nickname was Gaga, she was the original Lady Gaga. On a similar note here is a poem I wrote about art’s original pop star lady number one.
Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa! What does she say to you? What does her subtle smile say to you? What language does she speak to your heart? What are your shores made up of? What do the ripples she cast lap upon? What fires does she extinguish and what fires does she ignite? Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa! What does she mean to you?
~ How awesome are girls? More awesome then words can say. Though speaking of words, I’ve never been comfortable with the misogyny described the Beastie Boys lyrics to Girls. Henceforth this version will be my go to version of this classic song.