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it was the city of La Puente and I was in kindergarten. 
I was nothing significant. 
I was just another kid fighting in the sand box. 
while the kids played foursquare, swung on the swings or rode the silver tricycles with the red handle grips, I kept to myself. 

then one day a little girl showed up out of nowhere. 
her name was Denise. 
she talked with her tongue resting between her lips, her eyes were pinched and when she smiled, her cheek bones shined. 
she wore her hair in pigtails. 
she always had pigtails. 

on another day, I saw her standing by the classroom door. 
she had a skirt on, striped socks, her pigtails and that squishy face. 
I walked over to her and asked why she wasn't playing with the rest of the class. 
she said it was too hot. 

it was then she pulled out a blow pop. 
she smiled while looking at me and said, "I like cherry." 
when I asked why, she said because it made her lips red. 
she said it was her lipstick. 
I stood there thinking about what my mother said: 
"Candy will rot your teeth."

she asked me to be her boyfriend that day and I said yes. 

I look to the sky today and think of all the candy I've avoided. 
I look to the sky today and think of all the whores I've been with and all the **** they create.

I look to the sky today and wish my mother would've said: 
"Women will rot your life."

a few cavities wouldn't be so bad.

By: Chicano Eddie

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 10/5/2017 12:33:00 PM
A bit harsh. It is a f[great poem. have a nice day my friend. Nice to meet you.
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Date: 2/17/2017 5:13:00 PM
Intense! Great write, Chicano!
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