“Hey, do you think we should put little people in there?”
“People? Like, models?”
“I don’t know. Little gnomes or something.”
“That’s a bit creepy. Not to mention tacky. Really?”
“I guess not,” she said, placing the bowl back down on the shelf. “You’re right. I just like having the green around.”the terrarium
He walked up the hill to the station so he could see all of the place, and all of the place looked how they filmed soft-focus in old porn, with petroleum jelly on the lens. He didn’t know if they still did that anymore. Maybe some studios did, trying to be more authentic. Those greased-over actresses would be like the old dogs on the Rue de _____ now. All the old dogs except Rosa.
The greased-over men would be like him.rosa, goodnight
On the drive home she pushes her finger deep into my forearm and a white oval blooms.
I sneak a look down where she pressed and see a fine crescent marked there. The mark is a little jagged because she’s been biting her nails again. She points at the side of the road and squeals as I take the turn-off to Danny’s house.
“Look at the blackberries. Remember how we used to pick them on the way home from the beach?”blackberries