A review by serpent
The Haunted House by Marisa Crawford

3.0

Re-read this snowy weekend. Poems of 90s suburban girlhood infused with the chemical sweetness and lingering danger of what it meant/means to be a girl. What, in this time in American culture, were the infiltrating influences on budding gender and what does it means to refuse, invoke, and play with those influences? The defined characters who voices ring like a chorus to a catchy pop-song throughout the poems serve as heartfelt guides through their attempts to desperately collapse a stifling suburban setting and bring to light the nefarious shadows in the corners of bedrooms and attics.