Last Friday
at the grocery store
I met her in the third aisle
beyond the gelato vendor
she was buying her toiletries
and also a pregnancy test kit
we made some awkward conversations
about weather, spoilt kids and fresh oranges
suddenly the thought of another man
inside a ghost from a previous life
was too much
I didn’t look back at her
nor did I feel any eyes
following me out the store
the only takeaway from that conversation
that I, like most others
am a jealous man.
