KID WITH A TAMPON IN HIS HAND - Daniel de Culla

Isabel G. de Diego’s figure

KID WITH A TAMPON IN HIS HAND

Walking with my grandson the Paseo de la Isla, in Burgos

Now, in Punta Brava

I saw a fight between two drunks

In which one tore off a branch from a tree

Hitting the other hard in the ribs.

-Oh, oh, oh, he broke three of my ribs.

He complained about his ribs.

The one with the ribs, as he could

Grabbed the other's the mustache

Pulling hard on it

As if to tear it off.

-Oh, oh, oh, he takes away my mustache

The mustachioed man complained.

We flew away

To the San Juan de Dios Hospital

Just in case something hits us.

In front of the Hospital, on the Paseo, next to a bush

We saw a kid

Who had a tampon in his hand

That a young woman had taken out of her vagina

To show here boyfriend or partner

The menstrual flow of her period.

-Know, love?s he told him.

Woman must change the tampon every four hours.

The young man, taking the tampon to his mouth

After kissing it, told her:

Give me a new tampón

I'll put it in for you.

The girl threw the stained tampon into the distance

Falling into the bush

Where the little boy was looking for snails

Under the supervision of his mother

That she was pregnant and leaning on her son's car.

The boy who, like all little children

The first thing they find they put in their mouths

Thinking he was a lollipop with a tail

Fallen from the blue firmament

Put it in his mouth

His mother having to run

To take it out of his hand

Because he was about to suck it

Exclaiming when she ripped it from his fingers:

-How little shame for this young couple!


Look at throwing it away

Having a paper bin right next to them.

-I'll buy you a candy lollipop.

I promise you it, my boy.

-Let me, now, clean your lips.

The boy told her:

-No, mom. That it tastes like cola.

-Daniel de Culla

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