“Don’t tell your Uber driver that you’re going to an orgy”—so begins Donte Collins’ poem “Grief Puppet”. Collins describes the experience of seeing his dead mother in an Uber driver named Diane while on a late night trip to an orgy. He discloses his struggle to cope with the loss of his mother, wanting to feel alive and using sex with strangers to fight against his pain. But, he finds:

“…you’re just a boy grieving, until he too is a thing to grieve.”

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