By Jordan Gallant

we live in a city

i do not know the name of.

i have parked my car.

we find an open house

to enter — the men inside

throw us a party.

i kiss one of them.

the rest of the dream

is our love story.

i am watching an

actress stand in for me

on our anniversary.

he asks me to adopt him.

i refuse.

later, he dies — my mother

rearranges the grocery store

so i do not need to see his favorite foods.

Stillwater Magazine