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No Man moved Me – till the Tide
Went past my simple Shoe –
And past my Apron – and my Belt
And past my Boddice – too –

And made as He would eat me up –
As wholly as a Dew
Opon a Dandelion's Sleeve –
And then – I started – too –


Underground Flower reads Novembre Magazine
Ottolinger SS20, 7 April

Curated by Underground Flower
Photos by Torre Alain
Images by Moritz Tibes for Ottolinger
Poem by Emily Dickinson