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OPINIÃO, FICÇÃO, E OUTRAS COISAS

A Vida de Um Bloqueio Criativo

Click here for the English version. Um dia antes do meu aniversário de 30 anos, visitei This is Taylor Swift: A Spotify Playlist Experience em Seul, para me despedir da…

The Life of a Writer’s Block

Versão em Português aqui. I visited This is Taylor Swift: a Spotify Playlist Experience by Spotify in Seoul the day before I turned 30. I went alone, to bid my…

mikrokosmos // daydream (2019)

Written in June 2019, published with minor edits. Inspired by the song Mikrokosmos. I had a dream yesterday, I was climbing up the stairs of a lighthouse. It was dark,…

useless mess (sappy sallows)

Originally published on sappy sallows (12 Dec 2023). My friend Cyan and I met as we both experienced a personal loss. We decided to get together to produce some work…

loucura e angústia

English version. …”Não sou louca; sinto perfeitamente as variadas torturas de cada uma das desgraças.”— Constança em Vida e Morte do Rei João, Ato III, Cena 4 Minha avó paterna…

madness and sorrow

Versão em Português. …”I am not mad; too well, too well I feel”The different plague of each calamity”— Constance in King John, Act III, Scene 4 My paternal grandmother passed…

knock on wood

From the vault. Written in October 2022.Based on a true story. She had worked late and spent most of her Saturday trying to recover from the burden of doing overtime…

chaos of inter-disciplines

This short essay was written on 12 January 2024, when I was in Linz, Austria, as a student of the IT:U x Ars Electronica Founding Lab. It was a contribution…

ouro de tolo [um feliz aniversário]

[do fundo do baú — english version here] Querida A., É seu aniversário, e eu já te conheço há quase uma estação inteira. O fim da Primavera te trouxe para…

we are golden [a birthday wish]

[from my vault — versão em português aqui] Dear A., It is your birthday, and I have known you for almost an entire season. The end of Spring brought you…

like a polaroid

I have never hated writing as much as I do these days. I have also never written as much as I have, these days. Since the end of August, I…

no filter

“How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live! Methinks that the moment my legs begin to move, my thoughts begin to…

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