Nocturne [Peninsula]

Black wooden fence on snow field at a distance of black bare trees

Poem by Joseph Boyle

Joseph Boyle lives in Sacramento, California, with his partner and a pair of tiny dogs. He works as a counselor and spends his free time metabolizing sugars and admiring the way wind moves through trees. He has been published in Inksounds, The 2020 Stony Thursday Book, The Ekphrastic Review, and others.