June is an island

On Memoir: The desert turns hope over on her tongue

I wrote this poem last year and then forgot about it. It was inspired by a writing prompt from Trust & Travel. The line was June is an island.

When I think about what June means to me now I think about sun and I think about hope and I think about the first of the fireflies. But that’s not what this poem is about. I wrote it thinking about what June mean…