In Buzios

Oct 11, 2015









No hay tristeza en Buzios
Could it be true
Only well scrubbed well loved some say spoiled delicious
open affectionate doted over darling happy children

A girl walks over Orlo Bardot
(named after none other than…)
with a shy velvety grey kitten
already taken care of while

In Rio bloody pregnant dead dog lies thrown out
as garbage
Hours away from Buzios
There in the early morning on the way to the laundry in Copacabana streets

I see dog teets full of milk dead not asleep
Later she will be taken away with the garbage
as if only imagined
that discarded carcass surrounded by trash bags

An illusion of order in colossal Rio
where everyone, even the tourists stay on high alert
In Rio a little boy wanders alone in drizzle darkness
diaper wears him

Maybe one year or two judging by Frankenstein toddler walk
Totters in empty plaza no adult in sight
except man sitting in center of plaza who stares at phone fiddles with coke can
We stop in disbelief don’t want to know what he is doing

Move towards baby we can’t leave
Police officer appears Annoyed
Gestures to man with coke can and phone who sheepishly moves towards baby
We don’t know if he belongs with him

Or what life he’s headed to
In the desolate plaza where all should beware of walking alone
But he’s gone with the man with the coke can Just like that
No toddlers wander alone in Buzios

No dogs with teats full of milk bloody bitches discarded as waste
swept away with the trash so street is clean for tourists in Copacabana
No this is Buzios well dressed visitors from Rio
walk the promenade Orlo Bardot

as if the rest of Brazil didn’t exist No favela evictions readying Rio for Olympics
No toddlers wandering in dark plazas alone with diaper
Only samba and graffiti safely strolling any hour along the water
Three and a half hours and a million light years away from Rio

“Sure I’ll watch your stuff” dice la Argentina
“but here no one worries no one would take anything”
(they can’t even boast that, even in the US).
But in Buzios it’s all as if there is nothing more important

than capturing the best shade of sunset the finest beach for solitary sunbathing
the best pousada
Shrimp that fisherman catch each day
Bobbing upon picturesque ocean for us to see

There are even three dormant fisherman day after day
Frozen in time, sculpted, courtesy of VISA sign says
Don’t you know? They own you!
No hay tristeza in Buzios

But Rio Cariocas dance
with happiness in spite of it…the need to be on…to be aware…24 hours a day
As if I can speak as one who knows
I can only speak as one

who knows joking singing dancing laughing in spite of the shit death disaster
bloody mess of life and pregnant dead bitches laying in the street
toddlers teetering alone in drizzle of midnight black plazas
Life is laughter in disaster passion in survival

In this truth I rejoice with the Cariocas
But today I am happy to walk
peacefully along the ocean
swim unafraid of guarding my few reais in hidden body crevice

Eat without fear of walking home
Only wondering about best place to drink Caipirinha
Privileged. Sometimes.
I am not just one thing.




Copyright © “In Buzios” by Carla Sameth, 2015.
Photos by Carla Sameth.






Carla Sameth is a writer living in Los Angeles. Her work has been published in several anthologies and has appeared in print and online publications including Narrative.lyPasadena Weekly, Tikkun and La Bloga. Most recently her story “Graduation Day at Addiction High,” which originally appeared in, was also selected for, “Five Stories on Addiction.”

Carla was awarded a merit scholarship from the Whidbey Writers Workshop MFA program in 2014, and is currently an MFA candidate with the Queens University of Charlotte in Latin America. She has helped others tell their stories as co-founder of The Pasadena Writing Project and through her business, iMinds PR.

Carla has two children, age 19, four months apart, and she is currently working on a memoir telling the story of how she built her very non-traditional family.


Carla will be reading along with Gerda Govine Ituarte, Gale Cohen, and Maria Elena Fernandez of The Pasadena Writing Project at Lit Crawl LA on October 21st at Joe Coffee. For more information, visit


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Photo by Melodie Rogers

Photo by Melodie Rogers




Photo by Melodie Rogers

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All photos by Carla Sameth, unless otherwise noted.





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