Christopher Citro, “our Beautiful Life When It’s Filled With Shrieks” / @inkskinned‘s Poem About

Temptation intrudes thoughts, memories of past sins. Immediately retreat to your Blessed Mother. Reflexively cry out (loudly if possible) “Holy Mary Mother of God pray for me, a sinner, now and at the hour of my death!”

She will answer. She is listening. The devils will run.

“I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.” –  Vladimir Nabokov, from a letter to Vera (January 19, 1925), featured in “Letters To Vera” by Vladimir Nabokov (Russian, 1899-1977)

Lunch Poems: ‘Three Airs’ (c. 1958) by Frank O’Hara

Парк Авиаторов Aviator Park

no offense but I heard the evil scientist say he likes studying me better than you

ZIEGFELD GIRL (1941) dir. Robert Z. Leonard