Sister Finds a Box
Wyatt Bonikowski

Our ancestors buried valuable objects in the dirt of this town. It was something we laughed about as children. The whole idea of ancestors was absurd.
Then my sister found the box.
I said, Open it.
She licked the nickel lock. Salt, she said. Earth.
The lock crumbled.
I tried to keep her from showing the box to her school friends, but she insisted. Later, she told me these girls took the delicate fabrics and shoved them in the boys' faces. The teachers kept saying, Girls, boys, history is alive!

Wyatt Bonikowski lives in the Boston area and teaches at Suffolk University. He has stories in or coming from Denver Quarterly, Fairy Tale Review, Hobart, SmokeLong Quarterly and others.

Detail of photo on main page courtesy of John Kratz.

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