Only in New Mexico
Last night I met Billy the Kid’s grandson
Serving beans and sopaipillas
To hungry souls these past forty years
Driving north through Vegas, snow coming in
We parked the UHaul
At the only open place in town (more…)
Posted in Blog Posts, New Mexico, Poems & essays, Raton, tagged billy the kid, new mexico, new mexico cuisine, pat garrett on August 8, 2010 |
Only in New Mexico
Last night I met Billy the Kid’s grandson
Serving beans and sopaipillas
To hungry souls these past forty years
Driving north through Vegas, snow coming in
We parked the UHaul
At the only open place in town (more…)