This sooty-faced angel who visited me in childhood, possessed no angelic wings...        Touched once by the black angel of my childhood, this person was someone I trusted, someone I loved (but no more), and someone who...

Our chocolate hearts melt in our heat of passion, molding into one.   Our lit candle wicks burn in our moment of climax, flames joining to melt the wax   as it drains down our bodies, till the streams dry to a still -  the sweet memories that'll linger.   I...

PrefaceExperiencing life after death as I was in the intensive care unit (ICU) of Mercy Hospital, in Springfield, Massachusetts, what I witnessed could not have been a vivid dream! What I saw, was the afterlife for only a minute...