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  You could have a big dipper   

A poem by Kathryn Anna Marshall

Victoria’s Secret is that while you were doing that Adria was jumping rope for three hours

The first stage

of identinial

is eschewing each remouthful,

despise them;


for ever having eaten.


I will wrap you,

boymorph your stomachtite

weaponise your body,

into my modeVictoric.

You’ll have no clue –

until the interpitting

completes our psymorphia

this mentrictive understanding

of how we have to be.


Kathryn Anna Marshall (she/her) is a writer based in Shropshire. She has work published or forthcoming in Mslexia, Popshot Quarterly and Dawntreader, as well as online at places like Words for the Wild and Nine Muses Poetry. She was longlisted for the 2020 Paper Swans Press single poem competition and recently published Yes to Tigers, an illustrated poetry zine inspired by her time as poet in residence for Secret Severn Art Trail. Twitter: @KathrynAnna_x

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