Abuelo poured red desert whisky
into lamb's milk warmed
by his new young lady

Told me, Mijo
drugs are like gold diggers
they're worth doing
when you're already broke

His sweet young lady scoffed
and leaned against the cracked-stucco wall

He wiped my chin
before feeding me
the bottle

So drink, Mijo 
drink so you won't cry

cold and 
broken 
in church