by
The Paris Review
(editor)
The Paris Review Issue 137
The Paris Review Issue 137
by
The Paris Review
(editor)
by
The Paris Review
(editor)
The Paris Review Issue 137
by
The Paris Review
(editor)
by
The Paris Review
(editor)
Sometimes I am so lonely the phone
will do.
Sometimes I am so lonely and you are not
dead, you
live in Brooklyn Heights yet I cannot
touch you.
I have spent 30 years trying not to write
this poem.
Sometimes I am so lonely the phone
will do.
excerpt from the poem Phone Sex