By H.R. Parker

peel the layers
laid bare
truth hides
in the darkest of places 
slithering lies 
bask freely 
in stark white sunlight
warming cold blood
the past: 
scar tissue 
old wounds never forgotten 
the present:
blade in skin
slicing wide
cutting deep 
red-black blood
freely flowing 
the future: 
crouching tiger
hidden hydra
it lies in wait
ready to pounce
to peel the layers
and find my truth

Heather R. Parker is a freelance writer, editor, and published poet from Georgia. She works as a writer and editor for the self-publishing platform Her work has been published by Nightingale & Sparrow Magazine, Analog Submissions Press, Friday Flash Fiction, Medium, and others. Heather lives in Georgia with her husband, son, and a menagerie of pets. In her spare time, you can find her doing yoga, taking long walks in the woods, birdwatching, or picking flowers in sun-dappled meadows. You can follow Heather’s writing on Instagram, Facebook ,and Fictionate.Me.

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