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If I Were A Banned Book

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If I were a banned book, I’d be the dirty bits and the heaving breasts and the twisted sheets and the scented oils and the chains and rope and dripping candle wax. I would coax you into multiples, and I would urge you to invite another. I’d be the empty bottle of gin on the kitchen table. I’d promise to call, but never would.

If I were a banned book, I’d tell you to challenge authority and question everything and demand answers. I’d tell you that the 1 percent is nothing without the rest of us labeling the 1 percent the 1 percent. I’d teach you to cook anarchy and embrace diversity and kiss your same-gender lover in public.

If I were a banned book, I’d let you ask me about sex and growing up, and I’d sing the caged-bird songs, and I’d be each of the nobodies who would answer to the name nobody. I’d teach you to sail a raft and swim against tides and dance in towns where dances aren’t danced.

If I were a banned book, I’d be the light on long-past midnight in your attic, and I’d be the cauldron around which dance witches and in which fire burns and toil and trouble doubles.

If I were a banned book, I’d bring flowers to the grave of a mouse and I’d teach you that forever sometimes means forever and sometimes means less than forever but always means what forever will mean to you, then, at that moment.

If I were a banned book, I’d be the secrets you write in your diary and I’d be the lies you write in your diary and I’d be the truths that you wish weren’t truths that you write in your diary.

If I were a banned book, I’d be cupboards and wardrobes and the hidden door under a stairwell in which lives the boy who lived. I’d be beanstalks and magic shoes and godmothers, winged and otherwise. I’d be potion poultice poetry. I’d be words wings wizardry.

If I were a banned book, I’d dance with insects outside of an enormous peach, and I’d race wolves in woods overgrown with ivy and snow. I’d be the substitute teacher who’d let you smoke cigarettes outside. I’d be the comic book hidden behind your history book.

If I were a banned book, I’d urge you to go ask Alice, and wrinkle time, and ride in talking cars. Everyday, I’d crown a new king fly-lord, and everyday would be a good day to say goodbye to something.

If I were a banned book, I’d be the Pigman and I’d be a Wallflower and I’d be the story of Sleeping Beauty, written under a penname. I’d kill mockingbirds and I’d talk about the things we talk about when we talk about things like death and love and sex and forever, which, as I already would have taught you, sometimes means less than forever but always mean what forever will mean to you, then, at that moment. TC mark

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  • Anonymous

    Now I really wish you were a burnt book. 

    P.S uh why wallflower? Sorry, the word and it’s connotations in society today totally irk me…

    • Guest

      Perks of Being a Wallflower.

      • Anonymous

        @a037be9d93a0002ef0c1d62b22632400:disqus YESS. I’m sorry, the book totally misconstrued the definition of wallflower. 

    • Audrey

      perks of being a wallflower?

    • Anonymous

      Talking about the book “The Perks of Being a Wallflower”

  • http://twitter.com/techrsr techrsr

    If I were a banned book, I’d hate for generalizations like this article to be written about me, and stay banned despite being truthful.

  • http://twitter.com/SoosSahar Sahar Soos

    I loved this! <3 

  • Anonymous

    linkhide.com.ar/47632

  • http://www.free-floating.tumblr.com Darlene_jacqueline

    Its beautiful ♡ I`m such a fan of your articles ! 

  • erin

    I thought this was amazing

  • bones

    this was a departure from the usual abyss of  twenty-something angst on this site. powerful imagery and a poetic tone. thankyou.

  • macgyver51

    You lost me at Wallflower, that book is just terrible.

    • Anonymous

      my exact sentiments

  • rgar

    The Perks of Being a Wallflower is one of those books that I wished I’d read as a teenager, when I probably could have connected to it easier. Instead I read it at 22 and it rubbed me the wrong way . . . Like I know Catcher in the Rye would rub me if I reread it now.

  • Anonymous

    God, that’s sexy.

  • Allyson Stuart

    Brilliant.

  • leapingsweetly

    Actually just sat here and said “wow” after every sentence.

  • indi

    Yes.  More Please.

  • Anonymous

    Cringe inducing.

  • Faith

    I started out not liking this very much, but you won me over halfway through. One of TC’s gems. 

  • Anonymous

    phlpn.es/829r8s

  • http://twitter.com/kissmealittle kissmealittle

    Beautiful. I’m studying to be an English teacher–can’t wait to read this to my students.

  • Guest

    Mesmeric :)

  • http://markourpages.wordpress.com chrissiandjessie

    Reblogged this on Mark Our Pages.

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