In a singular moment, it all feels okay;
I’ve managed to claw my way out of nihilism’s pit.
Then, I make sense of the world and I make sense in the world.
It burns and apathy melts.
It burns and I begin to catch fire.
But it feels okay. I’m okay.
And suddenly, happiness births hope.
And hope is alive and well, as I am.
Even if only for the length of that second.
Jody Adeyemo is a third-year Biology student at Cornell University. She was born in Ibadan,
Nigeria, but has spent much of her adolescence in Lafayette, Louisiana, where she developed her
love for seafood and Zydeco music. As a 1st-generation Nigerian living in the south, she often
struggled to find footing. She then turned to the page to provide her with a platform. At ten, her
first story was published in the French fiction section of the “Louisiana Writes” annual writing
contest. Her short stories and poems often center around fictional characters and plots, with
pieces of her identity weaved in. As a hopeful future physician, she enjoys incorporating medical
terminology and imagery. Overall, she hopes to reveal a bit of her story in each piece.
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