Three completed works of creative nonfiction rooted in the lives of Brazilian women, finished and seeking their publishing home. A trilogy of memory, survival, and transformation.
Wild Dandelions
From the suburbs of São Paulo, beyond the reach of Christ the Redeemer’s open arms, three women tell their story as one.
Andréia, her mother Dande, and her sister Antonia share the same existence: poverty, violence, institutional neglect, and a mental illness that the system refuses to treat. They have been taken for weeds. Cut down, again and again. But like dandelions splitting asphalt, they return: ferocious, gentle, and unsilenceable.
Spanning three generations and three voices, Wild Dandelions moves between the Brazilian north-east and the periphery of São Paulo, following women who escape death, survive abuse, and transform trauma into tenderness. It is the story of what is inherited and what can be refused; of the cruelty of institutions and the stubbornness of love; of a daughter who travels to the other side of the world and discovers that home was never a place she could leave behind.
These women open the curtains. They open the wounds. Because what they suffered – what they suffer still – can no longer be silenced.
Roses in the Wreckage
Cristina is the name she was never given. She is also the woman she had to become.
Born in 1980s Latin America, Cristina grows up believing her body is not her own. Her father dies when she is eleven. Her mother cannot cope. Her sister is ill. Through these fractures, Cristina becomes the object of other people’s control and desire – a man twice her age at a salsa club; a boyfriend whose tenderness curdles into abuse; a stranger who reappears, years later, as her mother’s partner. Again and again, the world instructs her in the same lesson: that she does not belong to herself.
She refuses to learn it.
Roses in the Wreckage is an autofictional account of one woman’s journey from childhood to fifty – through violence, shame, religious guilt, and a mother’s rejection – and her slow, furious reclamation of her own body, her own pleasure, and her own story. It is a book about what consent really means, about the specific wound of abuse that leaves no visible scar, and about the radical act of choosing, after everything, to rebuild.
The Heart of Others
The Heart of Others is the final piece of the trilogy. Where Wild Dandelions told the story of her family, and Roses in the Wreckage fictionalised the episodes too painful to claim in her own name, this collection gathers what remained: memoir fragments, personal essays, and lyrical reflections on love, rejection, and the quiet work of becoming oneself. It is a book about the people who shaped her, and about what we are left with, and left as, once they are gone.
