I’m surprised
my movie-loving father
doesn’t ask
for even partial custody.
No Kramer v. Kramer
cinematic confrontation.
No declaration
of Irreconcilable Differences.
No hashing out
the dirty details
in some dramatic courtroom
battle scene.
Dad gives us up
not a mention of visiting rights
let alone a fight.
Then again,
what sort of homelife
could he provide?
Mom says he’s taken up residence
at a bar in New York
called Ray’s Inn.
That seven-hour drive
would probably make it hard
for us to get to school on time anyway.