Pinus Plantation, 2021.

Photobook. 38p.​​​

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I enter the plantation forest

of phallic pines on conquered land.

Both of us were extensively planted and grew under the same soil,

repeatedly and incessantly invaded.

The fibers fall in masses,

suffocating the Atlantic, which still

lacks microorganisms capable of carrying out its complete decomposition.

I cover myself;

I let the mercury I carry rot.