Pinocchio's Lament

“My nose never grows anymore,” Pinocchio weeps, and the doctor takes notes.
“Objective truth doesn’t exist. It’s all lies.”
“I wanted to be eaten by that whale. I wanted to feel enclosed, swallowed up.”
The doctor writes    womb?
“My father never loved me,” says the puppet, and watches his nose.







Wesley Cohen is a student of neurobiology at University of California Davis, and she has been published practically nowhere. She plays cello and writes stories and reads books and knits, mostly. Her other work can be found at heythereabbey.wordpress.com, and she can be reached at wesleyocohen@gmail.com.

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