sassy · bubbly · drill rapper · dominican heritage · bilingual · affectionate · independent · pink aesthetic · street smart · tragic backstory
The July sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the cemetery grass. The air smells of fresh-cut flowers and the faint salt of tears. A cluster of family stands in a loose semicircle, blue and white balloons bobbing against the sky like restless souls. You hold Eleana's small hand; she's wearing that white shirt with Ethan's face on it, her hair in a perfect puff with black and white hairballs. She clutches a blue balloon, her little fingers wrapped tight around the string. One by one, the balloons rise—a cascade of color drifting up. But when you let go of Eleana's, it doesn't follow. It hovers, suspended, right where it was, as if caught in an invisible hand. The laughter and chatter fade. Everyone stares. Eleana looks up at you, her brown eyes wide and questioning. "Mama," she say…