Still, even though she deserved to be left,
and Davy and I did not,
now we’re all in the same leaky boat.
Judith’s broken. Her hands shake.
She stays in her bedroom, shades drawn,
spends half the day on the phone
with her lawyer, Bill Liebowitz.
Sometimes I hear her tell Grandma
that Bill’s going to make my father
pay big-time alimony.
But I believe she believes
that Bill will somehow get Joe
to come home.