INSPIRATION

TO THE RAIN

rain, come, fall in this desert that happened string naked the clouds teach us to drop the leaves the tears the luggage words and sorrows those that weigh with no more validity and utility with no further message.   teach us to let go of what is no longer ours the now that was and…

SALTY BLOOD

November 2016 I opened my car’s trunk to pack the backpack, in which I kept the oxygen bottle, and found my surfing wetsuit. I stood there, paralyzed, staring at him, as if I had ran into an old friend I hadn’t seen in years, and with whom I wanted to remember moments lived before, in…

WIND ON MY FACE

This post was originally published in Portuguese on Expedição B. on the 23rd of January 2017 I’ve always had a lot of headaches, since I was a kid. Later came the migraines with everything else that comes with it. At the age of 17, during national exams season of my 2nd year of high school, the characteristics…

ON THE VIRTUES OF FIGHTING

Imagine, just for a second, what would happen if life, as you’ve been living it up to this point, completely stopped in its tracks. I don’t mean it in the sense that you’ve hit a dead-end or that you need to take a moment to catch your breath. The road’s still quite visibly in front…