Woodwork

She built a home with her hands each beam uncalculated but standing erect to perfection nails nor screws thoughtfully placed because she couldn’t live in a home with a rhyme. Wood splintered on stairs from the footfalls of men who took them, smiling back at the eyes in the walls. They didn’t match the paint […]

About Nikki Moore

Nikki Moore is a Northern Kentucky University graduate with a love for sarcasm and beer. She often writes of women and the earth, with occasional hints of her daily foibles.

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Of Fruit

I met a woman who told me the creases in my hand held no hope for children or a life-long love. I wondered if the word alone tasted in her mouth as it did in mine. Sweet but not quite ripe, salty but naturally preserved. Could she feel it on her tongue, the sharp prick […]

About Nikki Moore

Nikki Moore is a Northern Kentucky University graduate with a love for sarcasm and beer. She often writes of women and the earth, with occasional hints of her daily foibles.

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