A little poem for you...

Monday, Monday

An unashamed

herm-Aphrodite.

Our first lady

and goddess

of gender neutral suits.

Oozing appropriate, well-timed responses from her prim brim

before the rest of the world dreams of Huey Lewis and the news.

Deep thoughts, by: Meadow

As far as I can see there are two kinds of people in this world: those who walk around like little receptacles, and those who do not. The latter, wizards of their own Oz, are able to decide when an experience is worthy. The former, sensitive and vulnerable, do not discriminate and let it all in: every stare (smirking or smiling), every comment (critical or complementary), and every touch (threatening or tender). 

Which one are you?