Category Archives: Aging

Spa

The port side of her chin has got a crease as if impressed by linen on her skin, but it’s instead a mark of years, a piece of lost elastic collagen within. And yet that visage hosts a blemish too: … Continue reading

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Yeah, But…

I’m not enjoying aging very much: the looser skin; the evening lassitude; the loss of visibility; the touch of varied ailments; disappointing food; the fear of falling down; the drive to nap; the mislaid nouns and names I now forget; … Continue reading

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