I wrote these poems about my uncle. He's dead now. I hoped that by writing these poems I could revive an element that he brought out of me. I do not think that I have any necessary talent or ability with words. I believe that I experience emotions very deeply- parts of the human condition that we all try to understand. In my poems I wish to express those gut-wrenching feelings that seem to kick the shit out of you and leave you on the floor left to pick up the broken pieces of your own shattered self. Grief can leave you feeling a bit like smashed bits of glass or at least that's exactly how I've felt. So the title goes without saying.