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Pinocchio, Breaking

 

Here’s the thing: if you’re put together, you can also come apart. -Jess Walter

Pinocchio blew his brains out. Cedar and spruce skull splintering to the floor. Infant timber torn apart by a twelve gauge to the temple. On one shoulder sat a cricket. On the other sat trauma caused by donkey-eared boys who said he liked same sex toys. Too much freedom comes when there’s no strings attached. What’s a wooden boy to do…? The Blue Fairy is nowhere to be found. The Wishing Star has burned out. Geppetto rubs a red feather against his cheek and cries in his dark workshop muttering Lies. All lies.
(forthcoming here)


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About Daniel Romo

Author of When Kerosene's Involved (Mojave River Press, 2014) and Romancing Gravity (Silver Birch Press, 2013). I'm partial to prose poems. Alliteration. And fragments.

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