invasion

in the water we see a suspicious shimmer. and another. and one more.

they come dressed in riské transparent outfits, edged in provocative blues or pinks or reds. dishevelled, hair floating crazily around them, trying to get hold of you.

uninvited carnival revellers, the jellyfish come in their best clothes, carried by the cold end-of-summer tides, every february, to spoil everyone's fun.