before I likened waking up to a car crash, equated walking to a free fall, working in the yard to grave digging, cooking food for the family to slathering glue on the walls, dotting the glue with beads, with jewels, when I likened weeping to camouflage, opening mail to defusing a bomb, when my wife began to say, “Only if you really want to,” before I developed the habit of pretending I wasn’t looking at her, when the eye was an apology hole, when the face was a piece of wood under the couch, when the couch kept the body from crashing through the floor and beyond
“I am an invisible man. No I am not a spook like those who haunted Edgar Allen Poe: Nor am I one of your Hollywood movie ectoplasms.I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and liquids- and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am invisible, simply because people refuse to see me.”
― Ralph Ellison
Happy Birthday Ralph Ellison!
Commonly Banned: Bridge To Terabithia, by Katherine Paterson.
Ban Instead: Rope swings over rain-swollen creeks; heartbreak.
Commonly Banned: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, by J.K. Rowling.
Ban Instead: Dementors and everything that is not this gif.