Poetry: Entangled in Clear Blue Skies

Installment II of Through a Prism

By: Amelia Zora Willow

If hearts could be kites

i would let mine soar high above

wishing for the winds to take me higher

and be so light and free and yet tied to you

with the dexterity of your fingers

you would either pull me down slowly towards you

or you would let me be cut away

drifting into the vast open sky

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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.