Fabric, deeply embedded, my father spent his life with fabric, mostly wool..he had a great disdain for Denim, never understood it, especially in the 70’s..

Our largest organ, the Skin..I stand naked in front of the mirror, I see the pull of gravity…the ageing process, the blotches, the scars and the lack of elasticity  there to see, when once I saw the taut, youthful skin….no longer

The pull of gravity grips the once youthful body…abdominal scars plentiful and my Luis Vuitton bag hangs from the three score and ten and one month old body…

Such a comfort to know that beauty is within and not from without..



About dyoll09

Baby Boomer ex pat in azia for 10 years. Male. Now in Melbourne for chemotherapy.

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