Motherhood is often wrapped in images of tenderness, sacrifice, and unconditional care. Yet there is another side, rarely spoken of. It...

Before deciding to get an IUD (Intrauterine Device, a form of long-term birth control), I did a lot of preparation. I read many articles,...

Wendy suggested that I could cleanse myself with basil. Suddenly, everything made sense. In the little shops where I often buy incense,...

There was a flame, radiating countless lights, countless flickering sparks. She danced, leapt, and swayed without hesitation; She was...

Dust swirls slowly in the air, drifting upward like a silent flood, spiral. If one does not linger long under the sun, it is almost...

Since my friends Alma and Dani are visiting Colombia, I thought I’d share some tips and recommendations. Instead of sending bits and...

Oyster, raw, alive. Plump, sweet, briny, carrying the faint musk of seawater, rich as cream. Between the lips and teeth—passion,...

Once upon a time, in the lush green hills of northern Colombia, just outside a sleepy little coffee town called Minca, lived a toad....

We had nothing planned for today. We woke up slowly, lazily, and had breakfast without any rush. I think I’m really, truly starting to...

25/5/25 Right now, I’m sitting in a small café in this mountain city, with Negra Presentuosa by Susana Baca gently playing through my...

Late at night, I couldn’t fall asleep. Though to be honest, it isn't that late, just around eleven. Beans and I had watched Orlando , a...

Ever since I was little, I’ve known I was a fairy. I loved whimsical worlds. I loved dancing with the wind. I loved molding mud with my...

Summer in Venado Tuerto On my first morning in Cusco, I had a rather emotionally intense conversation. Combined with some altitude...

I'm currently staying at my Airbnb — the kind where you share the space with the host. There's a dog in the house named Quero. He's a...

I like eating a cold, juicy, fresh orange in the dark, after taking a hot, steamy bath. Warm water flows gently, my toes touch the...

Cloudy skies. A night full of dreams. I have a slight headache. The café I wanted to go to was closed—it's feriado today, and the streets...

Yesterday, my dear friend Vira asked if I wanted to rehearse together, and I said yes. She took the bus, and I called an Uber. She’s the...

There are parts of our bodies that seem to understand before we do. And I want to write about my breasts. Breasts? Yes—you read that...

Just around the corner from my house, there’s a tiny café I love—cozy and green, with exposed brick walls and a quiet palette of deep...

Lately, I’ve been really busy and tired. Each day was full, and I barely had a moment to pause. Tonight, finally, things have quieted...