In the company of things

In the company of things

Things can keep you company much like people. When you are alone and the only sound is the rain on the windows, you’re not alone. There is the window.

A candle is being a warm light beside me. It is breathing in and speaking in a flickering light, talking silently.

A styrofoam board has learned a new word. It’s mind is running back to echoes.

I am not alone in this truck. There are many things to talk to.

Q. Imagine a safe and comfortable place. What does it look like?
Q. I know at least 1 word from how many languages?

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