Darkness everywhere. Not just outside, but on our screens, our feeds, in our heads. Bodies reconfiguring, transforming—physically, politically, and metaphorically. Things are falling apart, maybe rebuilding. Only maybe. Change and transformation keep a watchful eye over our day-to-day, our social speak, our unspoken wishes. Something is in the air. Not always sweet, often rank. Our bodies guide us, but have a push of their own.