Poet Gets His Own Teenager
I sold my horse. If you’ve been following along, this may seem to come out of no where. It happened quickly for me too, but let me back up. For as long as I remember, I’ve seemingly launched myself into big projects. I’ll write a book! I’ll go to grad school! Let me work another job! Let me find a better career! Do home improvement projects! Throw a party! Train a puppy! And of course, riding. Aside from my very…