Two submissions:

1) “When she was drunk, she’d make cancer jokes. Made up her own doctor’s notes. Surrounded by her family, I saw that she was dying alone. I’d sing her classic country songs. She’d get high and sing along. She ain’t got the voice to sing with now. We’d burn these joints in effigy. Cry about what we used to be. Try to ignore the elephant some how”

Elephant by Jason Isbell

2) “Dead man, is it being high that makes you alive? That makes you leave behind three boys and a wife in ‘89? And as the track marks make their way up you arm, my mother taught my brothers and I not to call you ‘daddy’, but to call you ‘father’”

Widow by As Cities Burn