Each tale within these pages has unraveled slowly from some tightly rolled secret hoard, stored safely up in the dark locker of an over-active imagination. They descended to pen and keyboard as tiny slivers of plot, character, background, lines, rhymes, imagery and shivery. I was the lucky one chosen to put all those pieces together in some comprehensible and entertaining fashion, that in some future time you, the reader, might pick up this book and read about your own foibles, dreams, schemes, and nightmares. You will meet long-lost friends in these pages, old lovers barely remembered except for the pain of partings, and perhaps darkly forgotten deeds that you had long ago hidden under the pillow of forgetfulness. Whatever you read here, I guarantee that you won’t be bored. 180 pages, 63 Poems, not to be read in the dark.