Cynthia Pelayo sings a song for the least of us, the victim we want to forget as soon as possible, the one who disappeared before ever really appearing.
We must bear witness, though it changes and contorts us..
Still there is no turning away.
The job takes its toll, the answers are never complete and whys fracture, crack and spread.
We will need to save for years, for decades, if we want to come out the other side.
Pelayo imbues her hero, Agent K, with the entirety of our dedication and that crumb of hope we\'ve been hiding, saving for later.
We are on an epic journey, the hero\'s journey, and it must play out to the end in all its painful, ticking moments.
Pelayo relates the familiar story, poem by poem; a body is found, a brutal Crime investigated, clues take us in circles, and lead us nowhere.
With a fairy tale gaze and a heart bigger than the world, her siren song insinuates itself past our defenses, past the hardened calluses and apathy we\'ve erected to protect ourselves from the everyday horror of another missing girl.
Cynthia Pelayo sings a song for the least of us, the victim we want to forget as soon as possible, the one who disappeared before ever really appearing
