Three minutes to watch the world drown in a bathtub—poetry or prophecy?
a raw descent, billowing fast & spun 'til the time we'll force the soil to swallow ourselves: too far gone, & no backwards to safety. only spirals of wasted water down dirty, half-clogged drains, razed by fates written for us in cold ash by the bones of ancient smokestacks.
Editing
Fast-cut poetry that bruises
Sound
Drain gurgles as funeral dirge
Direction
Stephen Ground's controlled chaos
Director
Stephen Ground
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
Ground shot this during an actual heat dome, using only household water and archival industrial footage—no CGI, just climate reality reframed as domestic horror.
Part of a 2023 wave of 'micro-documentaries' responding to IPCC reports; festivals screened it on loop in bathroom installations. Yes, really.
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