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Megan Merchant<\/h1>\n

To nearly touch<\/span><\/h2>\n

the dent
\nhis head
\nmakes
\non the pillow
\nthat smells
\nlike tangerine
\nand fur,<\/p>\n

is to blur
\nthe soft
\nedges
\nbetween
\nfamiliar
\nand worn.<\/p>\n

Megan Merchant<\/strong> writes during nap time and was the winner of the 2015 Lyrebird Prize for her forthcoming book, <\/em>The Dark\u2019s Humming.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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