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There’s nothing harder to let go of than an already-gone thing.
Trouble does not like me, and me, too, I don’t like it
This has to end today. It has to end today.
Can’tcan’tcan’tCan’t do this, can’t. do. this . . . anymore.
Eloghosa Osunde is a Nigerian writer and visual artist. An alumna of the Farafina Creative Writing Workshop (2015), the Caine Prize Workshop (2018) and New York Film Academy, her short stories have been longlisted for the 2017 Writivism Short Story Prize and published in The Paris Review, Catapult, and Berlin Quarterly. Osunde was awarded a 2017 Miles Morland Scholarship, was a 2019 Lambda Literary Fellow, a 2020 MacDowell Colony Fellow and the 2021 prose judge of Fugue Journal’s annual writing contest. Her debut work of fiction, VAGABONDS! will be published by Riverhead Books in 2022.
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