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The rebellion of the water bodies

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Environmentalists simply define pollution as "something being in the wrong place at the wrong time in the wrong quantity", so if fishes are washed ashore in hundreds, it is safe to say pollution has occurred as the fishes are in the wrong place at the wrong time in a large quantity.      While COVID-19 has been ravishing the earth's populace since December 2019, comments like - the purge, the end of the world, and so on are among new vocabularies that have been introduced. Some environmental enthusiasts even believe that the pandemic has given the earth's ecosystem sometime to heal no matter how minute this healing might be.    As an ardent believer myself, in the environment, I was among the few who believed so, with practices involving less movement which would mean fewer vehicles on the road and of course decrease in emissions from vehicles, shutdown of industries, meaning little or no effluent discharge in bodies of water, it was safe to say, that the aqu

Flipside

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See you on the flipside of this pandemonium, where we can shake hands, hug and occasionally share a kiss. Let's meet before the crisis and eat at that uncanny spot, a bub and some fish. See you on either side with a facemask hiding your smile or at sunset standing toe to toe.  -Dennessa.

Rot

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On the road less traveled, I met her, bearing similar features to the girl I used to be, bright-eyed and jolly, holding her jar of dreams and giving her heart willy-nilly, she gesticulated towards me, I made for her, and while she ushered me into the most comfortable part of her heart, I wept knowing I was rot.  - Dennessa

Dear You

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Oddly the thought I found myself repressing during this darned lockdown is the  fear  of  sin. Needless  to  say  that  I  believe  the  world  isn't  coming  to  an  end  but,  I  believe  we  are  at  the beginning  of the  end,  and  as my moods switched  from  anxiety  to  paranoia  and  then  a chilling maturity  that  came with the acceptance of this current norm, I thought of writing a letter, one too many letters to you. If indeed I brought myself to writing any it'll begin with Dear You, I hope you are indoors, safe, as its all you owe "us", the people that care about you. Well it’s all you owe the people you think care as surely, you've shown that you owe me nothing. I would not be able to complete this one because I would remember the countless times, I reached out to you without response. Maybe a second one would yield completion, but it was only a thought. - Dennessa