Apr 30, 2013

Papaya ice cream

This tastes like dreamsicle.

1/2 papaya, fresh
2 heaping tablespoons palm coconut sugar
1/2 cup coconut milk (full fat)
1 medium sized banana

Chop all fruit. Combine all ingredients in food processor and blend. Churn in ice cream maker until frozen slush, about 30 minutes on my machine. Move to freezer and freeze until solid.


Apr 11, 2013


What is it that you need, he asked?
Infinite time, I said, without hesitation.
He looked at me. Smiled, and replied, it's yours. Is that all?
No. I replied, with a sad smile. Infinite love.
He laughed this time, winked and said, that you already have. Is that all?
No, I replied. 
What is it then, he asked, what do you need?
I did not reply. The silence rifted, swelled and then gulfed into an infernal, infinite chasm.

Apr 9, 2013


The sun is a bright tepid springtime color, the same angle that it hits São Paulo in the late fall.  Same time of year, due to earth curvature and the properties of spheres (wrt a singular source of light).  The smell of food cart baked good oil and the bright splash of fresh wind on my face and suddenly I'm no longer in DUMBO, Brooklyn, New York, New York, but back on the windy, hilly streets of Butantã, São Paulo, São Paulo.  Difference being that on this street, English is spoken, but if I stare off into the distance far enough, glaze my eyes over, and dream, for a moment, the voices drop beneath a certain register and there's a sing song pitch I can string together and pretend that it's tonic A's I'm hearing instead of throaty lisped 'th's.  A car honks, exhaust overwhelms the breeze, pulling me back into the present moment, wherever that is, and I'm suddenly no longer sure what side of the bed I woke up on.

Or which side I wish it had been.


‪some days I remember the lies you told me and i laugh at both of us‬ ‪at me, for wanting so badly to believe you‬ ‪at you, for having t...