inside the house, I write myself knitting 

when I need to go out I carry wire and needles with me, so I don’t feel alone

in my kitchen, I mix milk with vinegar, and I stir

it is the beginning of another attempt to write myself 

sometimes I sew words 

this season the soft animal in me needed to write my fragile certainties

fragile certainties come from my rehearsals with escrevivência and coracionar

I returned to my lived experience to invent a story, with hopes that while  giving birth to this fiction, I could also rebuild the ways inside myself to connect my legs to my intuition, my eyes to my mystery, my sex to my hands, brain and more