Some book jackets, as the name implies, dress up the books that wear them. Others dress them down—and some undress them all the way. As H. L. Mencken could very well have said, no one ever went broke overestimating the prurient interest of the reading public. The following book covers, artfully adorned with not-so-subliminal messages, somehow made it past the censors.
Georgia, by Dawn Tripp
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. And sometimes a flower is just a perfectly visual metaphor for a vagina.
Inside Madeline, by Paula Bomer
This one’s pretty subtle, but note the positioning of the legs on the “M.”
Fear of Flying, by Erica Jong
On the same theme as Inside Madeline, only less subtle. Given that Jong coined the term “zipless f–k,” is it ironic that the zipper is so prominently placed?
Tampa, by Alissa Nutting
I’ve never heard “buttonhole” used as a sexual euphemism before, but perhaps this cover will change that?
Sex and the Citadel: Intimate Life in a Changing Arab World, by Shereen El Feki
I’m sure this one went over well with those who believe in the burqa.
And another take. I could be wrong, but I have the sense that this one was designed for a country in which too-obvious depiction of breasts is taboo.
Reading from Behind, by Jonathan A. Allan
Clearly an homage to Kurt Vonnegut. And if that has you scratching your head, it’s time you finally read Breakfast of Champions.
War Porn, by Roy Scranton
It’s an ethanol-powered missile, right?