I love to write. It is to me a long, infuriated exhale to the world, where matter, substance, the exhale, is made not of the carbon that indelibly fills us, but of a crystallising dew, that holds us— mind, body and soul intact.

An honorable woman, letter.

November 10th, 2020

My new chapbook is out now. In honor of my grandmother, the woman who raised me. It is a quiet journey through thought— one that comes with figures and impressions of the mind, but mostly of the soul ( You'll find this polarity in my work a lot). I hope you enjoy it. 

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A limited amount of copies are left :) You may order yours, here !