‘I read it from cover to cover and every article in it, everything that it was saying, could be condensed down into one short quiz’
– Sarah Pascoe
the questions. A’s
hate their face, B’s bodies.
She’s not allowed to like either:
Time cannot catch
in her breast, trickle through
her waist, instead it settles on
on her stomach
when she sits. Flesh meets flesh
in the space between her femurs.
arse and gut. She
is a tiger in girls
clothes where fat has pushed skin apart.
waiting room tables where
glossy magazines display lies –