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Megan Merchant<\/h1>\n

Splitting Points<\/span><\/h2>\n

The lightest rain
\nin heat
\nis sweat, <\/p>\n

glistens
\nand wrinkles
\nthe paper-brick house
\nwe kept dark
\nso as not
\nto singe
\nthe joints. <\/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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