On the evening of April 14, 2011 Alex Chappell and David Brehmer were headed back to Richmond from band practice in Alex’s truck when they were struck from behind by a drunk driver. The truck rolled several times.  Alex died on the freeway that night.  David suffered serious internal injuries and two broken legs. During his recovery he began to document his thoughts, exorcising images and emotions through poems when he could not sleep. In the months following Alex’s death his mother, Jeannine Chappell, began to sketch the many powerful and haunting feelings she was experiencing, unaware of my poems.  Months later she and David saw each other’s work for the first time and discovered a common bond in their attempts to untangle the mass of thoughts and emotions welling inside.