Black butterflies cross the ocean until their wings give out, falling into the waves and washing ashore by the thousands. They don’t die from the journey itself, but from having nowhere to land.

In Todas las mariposas negras mueren en el mar, we meet Ella, a thirty-year-old woman standing at the edge of her life and thinking about letting go. What unfolds isn’t a straightforward story but a series of moments: memories of domestic joy, clinical interviews, a phantom pregnancy, and the invisible scars she carries. Around her is a chorus of women who embody different parts of her life—her past, her present, and even her imagined futures—through poetry, ritual, and movement.

Directed by Antígona González and sarAika movement collective, with text by Chilean playwright Heny Roig Monge, this piece is raw, physical, and deeply emotional.

It confronts questions of motherhood, mental health, and who really gets to decide how a woman’s story ends. It asks us, face to face: when the world tries to write our lives for us, what does it mean to claim the ending as our own?