Emily Knabb
Visit WebsiteHands honor my hardships.
Hands are tools. A universal language.
The bridge between intention and action.
Hands can beg or refuse.
Take or give.
Relay anxiety or peace.
Open to opportunity or clenched in fear.
My hands are weathered.
My hands rose my body from collapse.
My hands are what help me reach my dreams.
My hands support those I love and help me tell my stories.
We carry so much that others can’t see.
We can’t always choose the load, but we can choose how to carry it.
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