Piñata Theory

Blindfolded for entertainment, I was

given a broomstick and told to hit

a moving target.

When I swung my dizzy arms

an adult on a chair would pull

on a string to yank the rainbow

fluff of goodies out of reach. Everyone

laughed and sang about hitting the cardboard

carcass, but I only became more

lost. I wanted to prove them

wrong, focused harder in the dark-

ness.                                                 .

Piñata Theory #2 ½

Tonight is a cliffside—

everyone here is loose and breaking

something might bring us together—

we went from smashing Spidermans

to what we can’t see—getting our spins

and tumbles from tequila and Sierras,

pretending to be ourselves but never

trusting the brakes—a different kind

of broken—a slower waking

up—each morning becoming more

monster—needing a harder

sort of destruction—

Alan Chazaro is a public high school teacher pursuing his MFA in Writing at the University of San Francisco. He is the current Lawrence Ferlinghetti Fellow and a graduate of June Jordan's Poetry for the People program at UC Berkeley. His work has been selected for the Intro Journals Project at AWP and has appeared or is forthcoming in Huizache, The Cortland Review, Borderlands, Iron Horse Review, Juked, and others.

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