Inverted microscope, Acanthocyclops robustus.
Presumed male (adult). October 2023
Here, in a small laboratory, we share the same air and the same light; a short, but eventful joint history. I am reminded that it is my privilege to inquire into how you’ve come to be, and to what you will become. To understand the ebb and flow of a water droplet. For the briefest of seconds, we are each other’s entire universe.
I had forgotten the scale of the universe: the tides that move through the sweat of my palms. The eclipse of my eyelids, how easy it can be to forget the internal cosmos when we define the bounds of our own galaxy.
a god that lives and dies by a teardrop. how humbling to realize that my scale of existence renders me blind to the worlds I contain. the many creatures that dance in the volume of my tears, that are fed by the salt of my body, I am an ecosystem in and of myself. I am a world to be explored, terraformed by species I will surely never sense, and certainly never understand.
Chloe Fouilloux 
I immensely love this one.
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