Have you ever wondered if your amá (mom) ever possessed power? Mine does.
- Riso ink printed
- Hand embellished
- Double-sided Illustrated image when open.
Excerpt from zine:
“But her power is not just one of retribution—it is one of connection.
My mother is a butterfly. She travels through space, she knows no boundaries to reach me and my siblings. When I am far from home—traveling for work, wandering new landscapes—she finds me. She shifts, transforms, takes flight in ways only the initiated would recognize. She comes to me as creatures of the air, crossing vast distances to watch over me.”