I haven't had sex in two and a half years. A guy I met in San Francisco gave me a sympathy blow job. It didn't really work. I said, "You're just doing this 'cause you feel sorry for me." We stopped in the middle.

I could appear in this million-word book [Larry Kramer] are working on. Nobody would even notice me.

There was a lot really awful about that time [in fifties] if you were gay.

I don't write poetry for the New Yorker. My poems appear in the Nation, mostly.

I think I just felt a sadness at some points in my career that what is available to a straight writer is not available to a gay writer.

I haven't had sex in two and a half years. A guy I met in San Francisco gave me a sympathy blow job. It didn't really work. I said, "You're just doing this 'cause you feel sorry for me." We stopped in the middle.

I was so unhappy as a child in Washington I figured if I'm going to Yale, I am going to start a new life. I'll change my name to my middle name. So I was known for my four years at Yale as David Kramer.