Beach in memory iii.
Times are changing, calling moments are becoming easier, moments when I feel like standing at the beach or poolside with the fabric all out on me when I feel like revealing my ‘imperfect’ body to the world in a swimsuit. All its girth and fleshiness swathed in a small amount of tight, stretchy fabrics, I always hold my breath a little to enjoy the freedom and the refreshments, but the people impel trait on my kind of body will not let me, revealing these creases in my thighs, these folds I call my skin, big chin, upper arms that swing like wings a burly belly with a flap, this discussion is not about me, but about us.
Name of Artist: Oladipo Febisola Justina.
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