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Josh Mandilk

The Hollow

I know the way
the windswept hollow feels


after years spent holding open
a space within the oak. Hushed


as a distant storm rolls
its thunderous dice


at someone else’s feet, as lightning
lights the vulnerable stones,


as if it made a difference
to the waves. I live


in this brief and quiet light,
this echo of nature’s greatness,


and I ask the same question
as the dry and rotting cavern.


When did this space become
something else entirely?


When did it begin,
and when did it begin


to mean nothing
but the chill filling the shade,


the scent of so many unseen branches,
of landlocked leaves that spend their short lives


dreaming
of the sea?

About the Author

Josh Mandilk graduated from the University of Michigan, where he studied English and Creative Writing. Recently, he has combined his love for poetry with his passion for music, turning his attention to songwriting. He'll be releasing his debut album this year. You can find him on Instagram

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