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puta



(saloon whore)


I am puta.
If you call me puta,
say it nice, say it pretty.
If you say it bad, I spit in your face!

I keep knife in my bag.
you want to get cut? I cut you,
I cut you bad!

you don’t fuck with me unless I say.
and if I say, you pay mucho dinero.
Mucho!

the ladies, the fine ladies
on the boulevard, in the café,
they look at me . like I am trash.
they are trash!

I need money. for my babies.
mi Mama is sick. she need medicine.
I don’t live for me. I live for them.

I feed them. I put them to bed.
I sit by the window. I feel the heat in my face.
God say Esta es tu vida. I say okay, Okay!
…..but I cry…….I cry…

I am puta.
I was born puta. I will die puta.

fucking pigs! I kill them all…


(Art by Fabian Perez)



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