Actually, art is prized above all business.
Imagine that.
The tapestry could be a symbol of how the women
wanted to spend more time between worlds.
A leap of faith, the madness, trying to find
moments of rest.
I have witnessed how women are born
pissed off,

laughing.

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This month, I’ve been writing poems from phrases in the February issue of InStyle. I’m so far behind. Like, half a month behind. Life and art, art and life …

Kelly Clarkson shows no sign of fluorescent color.
You know you want superpowers, purple lashes and brows.
Slouchy trousers open the door to special occasions, spoil
my body, invite a little invisible woman to a certain level of
Genesis. I tell her that she is the face with a twist of glitter,
the impeccably dressed tomboy, supple and smooth.

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I’m way behind because I’m assistant directing a production of this thing. But in theory, I’m writing poems this month using phrases from the February 2020 issue of InStyle.

The actress has turned into a sprinter. Her actions have
put the oceans in diapers. There is nothing more important
than local news on TV with Dolly Parton singing “Jolene,”
a little bit of a lampshade on her head. Always wake up
smiling. Sometimes we just cry—a lot of times.

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A new month means a new magazine. This time, it’s the February issue of InStyle, which I’ve never read before.

Her demons never left glitter at restaurants—
she was a cocktail of dazzling sun on your night sky.
The darkness was captivating, the spine of a dance
that Agatha Christie taught you. She understood
when to hold back, how to deal with limitations.
Maybe it’s time to speak into the intensity of
Whitney Houston’s dark demands: cocaine,
the roil between icy tomorrow and love.

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Belatedly, here’s a final post from my January project using phrases from that month’s issue of O magazine. I feel like I finally cracked it by the end. In related news, have you noticed that it’s hard to find magazines in stores near you? I have. I’m still on the hunt for a good one for February.