The moon will guide you through the night with her brightness, but she will always dwell in the darkness, in order to be seen.

She looks like an empty shell of a woman with her soul hovering above her. We believe in spiritual guías in Santo Domingo. Hers is her own self. I can see Mami’s soul desperately trying to find its way back into her small body.

You are meant to be, despite how you got here; you’ll see someday.