Angelica Ruby's term of endearment would have been "Bunny."...I bought this onesie early in my pregnancy, secretly hoping for a girl…My heart was torn from my body, and when, like Demeter, I returned to the land of the living, I dealt with my grief the only way I knew how; I made art…So, it is time to pass forward this onesie, smelling of hope and sorrow but never of a child, to again make art.