The Death of Team Three Told by the Survivor, Leslie Walden 2nd Place, 2019 Art & Literary Contest
As sweat droops and the Breathing quickens, the team staggers Into position.
The weathered bodies Clashing and gasping, as wrong Calls change their future.
All black horizons. Nothing left, but a silence That could shatter glass.
Lost in grief of their Fallen teammates, the team stands Alone together.
Gravity causes Emotions to flow so strong An ocean divides.
With growing tides ripping Some away, the island will Never be the same.