Jane Isaac

Naomi Spence. According to a neighbour across the road she’d lived here a couple of years. Hospitality graduate

immersing the dried pasta,

rain pummelled the mountains

put our future in jeopardy

played peek-a-boo

tranquillity of the place.

sound of a pigeon cooing nearby

plugging any hope of sun

buoyancy in his step

she said vehemently