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Nata Lee Diane Ricks

Nata Lee Diane Ricks

Hollow Hands

It’s amazing
how empty
a hand can feel
after holding someone else’s.
 
But after holding your hand,
mine doesn’t just feel
empty.
 
It feels hollow.
 
It’s as if when you pulled your hand away,
you took some of mine with it.

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