An account of family tragedy lifted by stark beauty and dark humour. It begins with the death of Antrim's mother in an "oddly decorated, dark and claustrophobic house". After a "lifelong self obliteration through alcoholism and... rage", she had become "drastically paranoid". He recognises that her trajectory took physical form in the garments she created as art-works: "The power of my mother's robe was the power to force away people she loved."
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