Marigolds Monologue

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So be it / So Be It Droplets of water cascade down the luscious ferns of orange hues that adorn the trees, their rhythmic patter casting ripples into the water. A symphony of noise exuberates as my feet stomp against the burgundy leaves, crunching them with every step I take. It’s been a while since I have visited. Everything feels familiar, yet I cannot seem to fathom the change in my environment. All that I can remember are the vibrant blossoms of marigolds and their sweet fragrance, crushed by the soles of our sneakers in the summer. Where we would lie down and make flower crowns, and talk about our complexities in life. But now, it feels like a distant memory. The petals of marigolds lie untouched, yet are marred with decay. My face contorts at the putrid odour they exude. …show more content…

Where am I? Instead of a pair of eyes staring back at me, I am greeted by murky, dismal water, covered in debris. What lies beneath this tainted surface? Would they be there? I’ve got to find out. They can’t be gone. With a heavy heart and trembling hands, I swarmed my arms around, clearing the bunches of marigolds enveloped by a sheath of leaves. The smell of the damp, damp earth, prevalent. Underneath the leaves a colony of critters crawl up my arms, violating every sense of personal boundaries I’ve ever had, just like a tree and their static nature, bound by the changes in their environment, forced to adapt. The malodorous stench only seems to worsen with each minute that passes. A gust of wind blows the hair around my face, amplifying by the minute. A collection of clouds brew a storm in the sky. Ready to expel gushes of rain, just like the tears about to stream down my face, pouring all the baggage I’ve been keeping to

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