By Jahnavi Bhatt
Today feels different
Isolated in my home
I’m making connections
With old pals from school
And that one estranged friend
who showed up on my phone
Yesterday was different too
Immersed in my life
I missed making connections
Between the straw swirling my drink
And that one turtle
Who washed up dead on the shore
Between my red silk shirt
And that one little boy
who never went to school
Tomorrow should be also be different
Intimidated by my experience
I’m realizing the connection
Between the misuse of free will
And members of that one species
Who fear for their survival