leather jacket
green eyes
Love
raining endless rain
there was no one
cautious, I loved it
The collar of the boy's jacket
six years now
I can love
no longer do I have to think
beautiful light
loved like mine
held himself stiffly hands curled tight
Boy asked timidly
"Have you ever fallen in love"
he turned away for the first time
"Not quite yet"
"Well well well
I love you"
He said
the door closed behind him
(The Ballas of the Sad Cafe and Collected Short Stories, Carson McCullers)
Comments
This comes together so well, almost like the words were cryptically but meaningfully written rather than chosen and pieced together. You clearly have a knack for blackout poetry, and I hope you keep experimenting with it!
As an aside, The Ballad of the Sad Cafe is one of my very favorite story collections. I first read it years ago after The Member of the Wedding, but it's probably time I sit down with it again! On my vintage edition is a woman with a devilish imp sitting on her shoulder; it's the only image I've ever truly considered getting a tattoo of. I've been trying to hunt down the artist for years, which isn't anywhere on the copyright page. Does your edition look like this too?: logan.shopopenbooks.com/product/130032/Ballad-Of-The-Sad-Cafe
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