Poetry: Wallflowers

Installment I of Through a Prism

By: Amelia Zora Willow

She was proud to be a wallflower

she knew that someday like all flowers

it would be her time to bloom

and then at last he would notice her

then she hoped to bring beauty and fragrance wherever she would climb

but most of all to his heart

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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. Her 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.