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119essays
2012–202615 years
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89translated from Portuguese
1collection

A note before you read.

I write like someone who walked into the church machinery, saw it up close, and walked back out, refusing to walk back in on the old terms. Not bitter. Not done. Stubbornly faithful.

I think by writing letters. To my anxiety. To my church. To my 20-year-old self. Sometimes a letter is the only honest form.

I keep refusing the binaries. I choose the way. I don't know if I'll ever fit on a Church again. I'm OK with that.

Questions I keep coming back to:

Underneath everything: an expat's loneliness. I left a small fishing village in southern Brazil at 20. I've ended a lot of worlds since. Some never quite end.

These are 15 years of writing. Some of it is who I was. Some is who I'm becoming. Read accordingly.

Collections

Essays woven into one thing you read start to finish.

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Library of the ResurrectionThe case for sitting with the most fantastic story ever told. 10 essays across 10 years.

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2026 11 essays

2025 6 essays

2024 6 essays

2023 2 essays

2019–2022 4 years. Nothing published. The archive says more about that stretch by leaving it empty than any note would.

2018 8 essays

2017 11 essays

2016 8 essays

2015 15 essays

2014 36 essays

2013 15 essays

2012 1 essay