My poem was called “Grief for Breakfast” by Honora Ankong. One of the lines in the poem says, “I call up a friend and we talk about black woman paradise— somewhere between star shine & clay.” My painting portrays a tree in the shape of a woman, pouring into herself and making herself flourish… as another line in the poem also says “I’m keeping the whole of me.” It represents how women are very synonymous to life or “the tree of life” her “hair” or leaves represent growth.