Four Corners

Beds full of absence, pick-ups that never get anywhere, tables where food pulls people together and apart. Laur, the narrator, tries to write her own life by changing her name to Lore and extricating herself from home. Instead, she finds herself haunted by the ghosts of the barely living and the mostly dead — her mom, wasting away until her brain breaks; a literally larger than life father, who in death looms larger still; a twin brother, with whom she communicates internally in italics.