Plants make everything better,
a reminder that our self-absorbed human hearts aren’t all there is.
So do candles
and calendars that give us the illusion of control.
A nice sofa from which to observe stories outside of ourselves (no need for the stories to be real — we’re moved by them all the same), read, work, nap, talk, make out.
A tiny rocking chair for a tiny human
who refuses to sit in it the way it’s meant to be sat in,
preferring instead to use it as an integral part of
or a jumping-off point for all her gymnastics fantasies.