Hispanic women always say I should learn how to cook,
because men like that. Not just Hispanic men,
but all men.
Big men with swollen arms and clouded heads that
like to take it slow.
Smart men with thin legs and too much weed that they know what to do with
who give it to you nice and hard.
Apparently they all want the same thing.
A good cook, a nice curve to her ass and lips that look better
below the belt.
I hear it’s supposed to be worth it.
If I become a good cook then I won’t have to work. I’ll get to stay home with
a baby I’m too young for and I’ll get the car on
He’s supposed to make me forget your lips.
Not your lips, no, but her lips. Her lips on
mine, over hers.
I’m not sure which “he”. But when I learn to cook he will
make me see how good it feels.