Contributions by Megan Merchant

Issue 18 | Summer 2016

Picking the Lock

By | Prose

I try a bleached bird-bone, a rutted nail, my grandmother’s spoon ring uncurled in fire, a sharp pine-needle waxed in resin, the slim spine of his favorite book, until he cries.   I ask the wimpled ghosts if the key is a word to place it on my tongue, please, place it here.   Megan …