I think my relationship with writing is the most stable one I've ever had. As a kid, I would participate in the annual writing competition for Sant Jordi (The Day of the Book in Catalonia) in school. As a teenager, I had a blog, very dark, a bit emo, the header read: "I honour you, Eliza, for keeping secret some things", the intro quote in Mirall Trencat, a great Catalan novel by Mercè Rodoreda. I've always been very bad at drawing, and when I was sad about it, I'd tell myself that at least my handwriting was pretty. 

My second and third names (I'm baptised, and in Catholicism, your godparents get to choose a name each) are Irene and Maria. I think my blood type is O- (I had to text my mom to ask her about it, she's not sure either). I've never skied. I probably drink more than 3 litres of water daily and I'm low-key concerned about it, but I don't know how to... stop.

I read through long periods of obsession: for the past couple of years, I've been trying to get hold of everything Elena Ferrante has ever published, even though I first read one of her books several years ago. I've been writing a fair amount about it, analysing many of her texts, and reading her influences. I love how she explores darkness and love in family relationships in general and complicated mother-daughter relationships in particular. She's someone who's able to portray those complex relationships in such an incredible way.

Their debut prose-poetry collection Pomelila was released in 2022.