Survivor
by Jenn Hubbs

The scientists say I am a survivor. They believe only those best fitted to this landscape are spared from this "evolution" they believe in so strongly.

I cannot speak to that. I know only my own life as an everyday survivor.

My ancestors watched tide after tide, light after darkness, in an endless cycle. They have seen a parade of new, exotic animals thrive, become fewer, grow weary, and disappear.

Through all of this, I have remained. I have survived.

My world is not so very different from any other creature's. I know times of trouble, helpless moments in which I cling desperately to my instinct to survive.

Given the chance, I and my descendents might see a million more sunrises, a billion more tides.

As you walk, transient, ever-changing, along the shores of my home, realize my plight. Remember my legacy.