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When Charles Fontenot's son died of cancer at 21, it sent Charles on a quest to discover who he is. Grief showed him that he didn't really know himself. When he was ripped open he did not recognize the person inside. His greatest tool for discovering the real Charles was poetry, written to express his loss but also to express himself. How could the most terrible thing ever to happen to him also be the key that unlocked his inner truth? At first, he wrote because he had to. Eventually, he saw that these writings could be of use to others searching for meaning and living after loss.
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