If only we were birds -
you and I in this wide
open sky -

then we might fly
without anchors weighed
on these tired feet,
this detritus of daily life
and shadows we can’t speak

Perhaps we’d bid the earth goodbye
to find the point
where horizons meet

Inspired by Late Migrations (A Natural History of Love and loss) by Margaret Renkl

I’m Lola - I was born and raised in Ibadan, Nigeria but have lived in the US most of my life. I teach biomedical informatics and work on AI in medicine and telehealth research.

I also write short stories - literary, historical, and speculative. My first book will be published in 2022 by Amistad (North America) and Trapeze Books (UK).

I love to travel, read, talk politics (I’m pretty liberal). I’m addicted to Scrabble. I speak Yoruba, Igbo and I’m learning Spanish on Duolingo.

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