Brazil

I’m giving Brazil a second chance. Away from the drama The clinginess The silence The rage São Paolo is my … More

When the body has spoken

There are certain planes you don’t board I don’t go back to Buenos Aires I don’t fly onwards to Mato … More

It grips my hips Captures my thoughts And holds my heart hostage

After all of the drama The leaving The anger The complete sense of helplessness After the escape routes The bags … More

How different, yet exactly the same life can be in Buenos Aires and Patagonia.

Sunny days. Grey days. Rainy days. Any days by the river are good. Sprite – the dog – who steels … More

Yesterday there was a power cut for a few hours, so I went outside and stood by the river. I … More

I adore words. Yet I have months where I avoid them for days.

Deep down I know that there’s no guy that can save me But sometimes I try to take the easy … More

Sometimes I write in English to make it harder for him to understand. ~ Private