OK.
I have to give you guys a Spanish lesson
because you didn't study.
OK, where is it?
I will find-- oh, here it is.
OK.
In Spanish, piojos are what now?
Lice.
What?
Lice!
What?
Lice.
OK.
Oh my God.
Lice.
What kind of lice?
Lice.
Nice lice.
OK.
And a "lunar" is a mole.
And if you want to check on out after the reading--
This is just a mole here.
But I lived across the alley from three girls.
Nobody liked them.
And because of that, they were called
las piojositas, these girls who had piojos, or lice.
And I think oftentimes the girls in the neighborhood
envied them because they had more
experience and few other things that you can envy.
"Las Piojositas."
"Everybody said they were full of piojos, the three Sanchez
sisters.
Las piojositas.
They smoked; gossip had it they drank so very
likely they did it too.
Their mother reportedly knew a lot of men.
The rest of the neighborhood girls
would have nothing to do with them.
They wore tight skirts, bright sweaters, junk jewelry,
put on brash eyeliner and extravagant lunar,
ruby red lipstick, and arched their eyebrows boldly,
teased their hair high.
They looked like the rock stars of today
who imagine themselves as wild and as tough."