Ann Gosslin

Of the oblivion that awaits us all, be not afraid. Stride boldly into the future.

Choose life.

precipitous slope to the valley below

fan out and look for him.

merry goose chase

shrubbery and small stands of pine

father swooped in and scuppered his plans.

his mind wandered to a small item in the newspaper

flung open the window

he was using her as a lure.

they would be cut off from the world