I’ll be honest, I used to avoid poetry like the plague. I never understood it. The metaphors felt vague, the rhythm seemed confusing, and the “hidden meanings” always went right over my head. It just wasn’t my thing. I was a fiction and storytelling guy through and through. That changed when I had to take…
I wasn’t supposed to be home until Monday. My sister had convinced me to take a whole week off and head upstate for a cabin getaway. No internet, barely any signal. Just peace. My husband told me to go and promised he’d be fine. Said he’d spend the week relaxing, catching up on some reading…