Tag: Margaritas

• Time for Soireeing

  I recently received 2 texts from a dying friend. Scratch that. A living friend: Text 1:Me, I wantAs oftenAnd as long as possible. Given the unpredictable parameters,Every day breakfast With ideally us going out And more likelyYou bring some scrumptuous coffee over here. Text 2:I had to send that before my flaying hand blew it…

  Benjamin Broadbent

  September 29, 2022

  Colorado Springs, Family, Friends, Grief, Poetry

  Beer, Coffee, Dying, Grief, Living, Margaritas, Nachos