Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Photo: Morgan Petroski on Unsplash

She peeled away the stale layers

Of sorrow,

The sheets that wrapped around the core

Of what had once held

Grins.

And underneath the soot of tears

And grit

And grief

She found the gold that had been

Hidden

Soft against reality’s biting teeth.

For the dVerse quadrille challenge: Peel