Poetry: Moonlight Scars

Installment V of Through a Prism

By: Amelia Zora Willow

She longed to bask in the moonlight

hoping that it would make even her scars beautiful

the scars on her body didn’t bother her so much it was the scars lurking deeper she cared about

besides there was nothing more enchanting than dancing

with the shadow of the moon trying to catch

its reflection in the ocean waves

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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.