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    Friday, 25 August 2017

    "GONE" - A piece by Kuti Ojuolape

    "Her beauty was unfair, un-fair, an ebony thing, but that wasn't the reason I loved her. It was not the way she curled her finger around her hair when she was nervous or how she flicked my nose when she was upset with me.

    It was not her voracious appetite for Ettytrouble which seemed to always have a way of finding her, nor the way she always made me late for work with her morning shenanigans.

    It was not even the soft feel of her hands when we touched or the butterflies I felt when kissed.

    No, it was that I had fallen for her at all. I wasn't sure if I had fallen all at once or if I had like a thousand crystal shards of broken glass. It was the way she made me feel things I had never felt before. Love. A strangeness. An uncertainty. Yet, my love for her was a jumping thing, never stable, like her. And that was why when her cupboard was bereft save for a note, I already knew what it would say.

    She was gone."

    -Kuti Ojuolape Modupe
    (Winning piece for the etisalat prize, 2015)

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