Return of the wind: Harmattan
I woke up in the early hours of the day one morning in December wondering who had become my...
Read MorePosted by TosinFatade | Sep 6, 2017 | Featured, Prose |
I woke up in the early hours of the day one morning in December wondering who had become my...
Read MorePosted by TosinFatade | Sep 5, 2017 | Featured, Poetry |
-Happy Place- The first and the last one A welcome flash of thought Wherever I may go I’ll...
Read MorePosted by TosinFatade | Aug 10, 2017 | Fiction |
I was in my penultimate year in the university when I first met Jamal. He was seconded from the...
Read MorePosted by TosinFatade | Jul 24, 2017 | Fiction |
Sophia kept running without looking back, not even to check the liquid that flowed from her. At...
Read MorePosted by TosinFatade | May 22, 2017 | Fiction |
The famous chant that depicted an impending demonstration woke me from my nap one fateful...
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