Ai, saudade, dor que dói demais. Pain that hurts so deeply.

It is autumn again in Rio, and he says it is the best time to be in this city. And this is the season when everything reminds me of him, when I avoid certain places, cause my heart sinks in my chest, drowning in saudade, like a Portuguese sailor trying to cross the Cape of … Continue reading Ai, saudade, dor que dói demais. Pain that hurts so deeply.

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For those yet to come, we fight.

When I was a child I heard boys saying that men were better than women because there were no women warriors, politicians, writers or scientists, that women were intellectually inferior than men, and that intelligent girls were necessarily less feminine than others. That view was supported by other women, like my mother, who said that … Continue reading For those yet to come, we fight.