Thievery

it came like a thief in the night,
soundlessly, without warning -
and before you had time
to count what you might lose,
it took all you had
and you were gone

- In memory of Dr. Paul Edmonston,
beloved scholar, artist, teacher and my father.
February 3, 2011

Inside Out

Gazing out the window
at the raw, urban wreckage
of a bygone apartment building
across the street
made her stop and think.

"Imagine," she said to him,
unzipping her skirt,
letting it fall to the floor.
"Imagine all the love that happened over there...
Imagine all the broken hearts."