Soldiers from the Brazilian Armed Forces disinfect an area of Rio de Janeiro in August.MAURO PIMENTEL / AFP
I have been pilgrimage through the memorials and through unknown pages of social networks in search of fragments of the lives of the dead, in search of statements of the mourners, so that I too can believe that there has been a death.
And then I lend my body and write from these fragments.
This chronicle that I make from the real thing helps me stay on my feet.
It is my way of being with them in a wake that has not been watched, in a funeral that has also buried the living because there has been no farewell, in a burial where the relatives have been forced to hide ...
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