i’ll control myself throughout the argument, i won’t cry. i never learn what to say when you talk back. what happens if i say that i was the one who threw the first punch? it’s not streaming, the blood coagulates around your nostrils. you don’t look at me when you close the front door behind you. i don’t try to stop you. 

Karin and Heli travel between Oslo, Stockholm and Paris. They hike, take photographs and drift around. There is heat in the air and between their bodies.

The unrest is rising, and the tenderness gives way to violence. A sister is implicated in the story; someone who needs their help. Stories about loving each other become a way of keeping together, in a world where the boundaries are constantly shifting. 

come home when all the sorrows flee is a close, intense and shattering love story.