The Lunar System was established as an innocent attempt to mythologize my life. It started when I was a teenager and my friends and I gave each other nicknames that related to the planets and stars in our galaxy. I was the moon and my best friend the sun. We still revolve around each other’s axis and my system kept growing during the course of my life. I never thought much of it and kept it mainly to myself until I stumbled upon the mythology of the Licanantaí, the indigenous people who have lived in the Atacama desert in Chile for more than 2000 years. Their mythology revolves around the array of volcanos that borders the desert on the east. The sun and all the planets and stars rise behind it. They too play a vital role in the mythology. It reminded me of my own system and I started understanding it as a mythology as well.
The Lunar System is only loosely related to the solar system and not at all to astrophysics. Many of the poems were written at a moment in my life when an important relationship fell apart and others sprang from its destruction: an exploding star, dying and creating at the same time.