False Advertising

By Cristiane Sobral

Translated From Portuguese By John Keene

The first time I kissed It was my girlfriends who kissed They invented a flavor, a style, a smell My lips weren’t there. The first time I kissed The prince was chosen by these dreaming girls He was a jerk to me A toad, a dragon that spat its fire on me I don’t know what it was like They didn’t see my closed eyes I wasn’t there.

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