May we find it amidst the downpour - leaking face, salt-stroke.

APR 02 2026 · 12:00

May we find it amidst the downpour - leaking face, salt-stroke. May we find it in crimson-coloured corners, in the deaf and mute fog, in asphalt. Joy. Defiant. Flaring. The smallest, most inconspicuous pockets of light that make it possible to bear. Despite it all, we are still dancing-spinning through the night like rattled, rusted out meteors. This invisible union between us - long-armed, glimmering, pulsing. #microjoy #ocean #surfergirl #noplanetb #weltschmerz