Where the mind goes when there’s nowhere to go
Chillin’ in the kitchen in my pj’s
Whippin’ up my seventh Dalgona coffee of the morning
Time is but an illusion in these quarantine days
Investing hours in hobbies that aren’t so boring
I didn’t realize people could be so creative
No writer’s block
These drafts don’t lay vegetative
Connections go wonky when I try to Zoom
Exemplifying 2020’s confusion
Stay sanguine when you feel a rheum
No hypochondriac delusion
Crack open a cold one, ya wanna
Crown yourself royally, Corona?
Laura Ilioaei is second-year English and Communication studies major who has composed many sonnets for a pet turtle. You can reach them at firstname.lastname@example.org.
Art by Julia Young.