her poetry squeaks:

it is hate,

After her,
i grant myself the permission
to wait for nothing.
that doesn't mean
she was the best option
for our collective unconscious.
we inherit retro dreams,
stupidities and
the incomprehensible macho stance:
the burden of the burden.

The leaf waits for me
like a woman in love:
naked, eager, languid.

If you could get out of your own light

for three minutes

and accept the burning words,

the implausible darkness

we all hide and hold,

you would forgive

my postmodern sexuality

and sunlit mind.

She's walking into smoke
again and her mind swirls,
avoiding linearity,
stretching over
the repulsive night.

i am afraid when her eyes
is a force against me
and release the past in
small clouds of self-pity.

I hope you talk in poems,
touching my insides with
words painted in flames.
my sun in the glass,
the crystal of the hours undoning
my grief;
roses picked in small vowels,
the spirit of the letters lightening
my perpendicular urge for more.
i hope

to love with my palms open
as Vaults sing, as our reflexes

This poem will coagulate
like blood, staining our black land
with unheard prophecies 
as i try to write you
what was taken away.

look at us:
the wind broke over our skin
and we stretched our muscles
to feel our perfect nothing;
we lost our blunt knives
and we can't fight anymore.
consider this.

Ladies and gentlemen,
here she comes.
a big round of applause, please.
she cooks, sweeps, does the ironing
and the washing-up.
(nah!she's not chained home!
she works out most of times too.)
she sews, mends and serves everybody
as if she was paid for that.
(but she isn't...oh!!!)

Draw me again
to nameless things
because they are the soft ones.
simple as a stone
simple as yesterday.

Against the cold, we crawl
like toddlers.
it is below zero
and we freeze slowly
in our galaxies
as we grow more brazilian
month after month
so scared, so tired of scratching
our elbows on invisible desks
and thorns.

our painful pleasure
always climbs my mossy walls
and it is sweet
to make me suffer
with so much care.