Read the passage from the poem "El Olvido" by Julia Ortiz Cofer.
dangerous
to disdain the plaster saints
before which your mother kneels
praying with embarrassing fervor
that you survive in the place you have chosen to live:
a bare, cold room with no pictures on the walls,
a forgetting place where she fears you will die
of loneliness and exposure.
What imagery in this passage creates a visual of the speaker's heritage?