American Culture · American Literature · Classic · Collection · Contemporary · Excerpt · Fragment · Poetry

Carl Phillips

Yesterday, in the café I
keep meaning to show you, I thought
this is how I’ll die maybe, alone,

somewhere too far away from wherever
you are…

—  Carl Phillips, from “Domestic,” Cortège (Graywolf Press, 1995)

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