It’s been over a decade since I’ve visited, and even though I’m accustomed to New York’s 90-degree summers, I am taken off guard by the island’s heat and humidity. As my eyes are getting adjusted to the tropical climate, I find myself choking up, overwhelmed by the sheer Essence of the island.

When the child was born they didn’t tell her mother and father she was cursed. As soon as she opened her eyes, they saw what would be the end of the entire village.