Most of these poems have been penned post-loss or post-fight at a time when emotion is raw and unadorned. When you are in the mood for poetry that is a bit different, this is the collection for you. Some mature themes. From My Son, ..". we're running out of options, nearing the limit of 2,000,000: the sticker price the insurance gave my son. He smiles for me, brave for me, strong, he heaves some more..." From My Brother, "Dressed and pressed in his army blues... pride fills the tear in my father's eye. I was never worth so much as the boy he loved and lost..."