Connections

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