by Nicholas Olah
I take a walk in the dark.
Crickets and fist-sized frogs
are close; a breeze carries belly laughs
from across the pond. Otherwise,
I am alone.
I think about how I have loved
you and you will never
know this.
I think about holding
my broken parts up to the light
but the days are shortening
again. It happens every year—
the light dims and leaves.
Nicholas Olah has self-published four poetry collections, Where Light Separates from
Dark, Which Way is North, Seasons, and You Are Here. Olah’s work appears or is forthcoming
in Humana Obscura, The Poetry Lighthouse, Thimble Literary Magazine, Moss Puppy
Magazine, Door Is A Jar Literary Magazine, and more. Olah’s poem, “On the Drive Home”,
won third place in The Poetry Lighthouse Prize in spring 2025. Check out more of his work on
Instagram at @nick.olah.poetry.