Poetry: For the Love of the Sun

Installment III of Through a Prism

By: Amelia Zora Willow

She loved being in the sun

proud of all the freckles

strewn across her face

like the stars sparkling in the night sky

like Icarus

she loved the sun too much

not caring for the sunburns

and accepting them with gratitude as the sun’s gifts to her

believing that it fanned her inner fire

oblivious to how she was doomed

to be engulfed in its ruthless flames

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Amelia is a social worker of Indian origin based in Berlin, having moved to Germany from the US about 16 years ago. Her experiences in India, California, Vienna, London, and several German cities have given her a lot to write about; favorite topics include migration, identity, belonging, and intersectionality. In her free time you can find her exploring the world (43 countries and counting), doing yoga, cooking, painting, or browsing bookstores, art galleries, and museums.