<p>My shame and tears which tormented me for months have finally evaporated. All that remains is this stream of poetry. These poems will remember and haunt you long after I forget.</p><p>This is all my love for you. </p><p>This is all my grief for you. </p><p>Its chaos and its silence. </p><p>Its fluidity and its permanence.</p><p>This is all five stages of grief…in a <i>blender</i>.</p>