are still times I wake up at three o'clock in the morning and peer
into the darkness. At that hour and in that loneliness, I hear her,
a black furred thing lurking in the corners of my life, her magenta
mouth opening, wailing over some violation that lies at the center
of my art.
The cat that continues to appear in
Yolanda's dreams represents her home, the Dominican Republic, which
reproaches her for leaving. This psychological distress unfolds
into further traumas, which can be traced back to her being uprooted
from the Dominican Republic, her culture, and her extended family
at a very young age. This passage concludes the novel, indicating
that this haunting is the root and simultaneous conclusion of her
sense of violation. This violation stems from her experience as
a child immigrant, and becomes the focus of her creative endeavors
and her mature understanding of her cultural and personal identity.
Her writing and poetry will center on the haunting that begins with
the black cat and continues throughout her adult life as she struggles
to incorporate the past into her plans for the future.