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Pinocchio

Posted on April 19, 2021July 27, 2021 by Clio

The Turquoise-Haired Fairy lied:
She told Pinocchio he could be a real boy
If only he stopped lying,
As if boyhood was based on truth.

I learned as a boy that
Boyhood was based on lies,
And lies upon those lies,
With the biggest lie of all being
That I could ever be a real boy.

Like poor little Pinocchio,
I so wanted to be a real boy
That I missed the point:
I never really wanted to be a boy to begin with.

What I wanted was not to be broken.
Not to be mocked.
Not to be cast aside
Like an unloved marionette.

I wanted to be me.
And I think Pinocchio
Would have been much happier
If he’d been allowed
To just be him.

— Clio 04.19.21

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