A burlesque, dark comedy about lodgings, lovers, and mother-daughter bonds that falter across time and tenancies.
'What it said to me was that I was here again, I was back, back from the great nowhere of somewhere else, returned, all too officially, to the whereabouts of Moffa.'A woman returns to the small English town she grew up in, to live in a new-build sublet flat overlooking her mother's house. Anticipating a visit from the mysterious other resident, she is always on edge, and her thoughts keep returning to the rented room she has just left, now occupied by a new lodger she has never met, but whose imagined navigation within the house become her obsession.The minor dramas of temporary living are prised open and ransacked in this irreverent, experimental and boldly stylish novel which examines a life lived in other people's spaces. A subtly political story about dislocation in contemporary Britain, this is a stunning debut from a writer already hailed as one of the best poets of her generation.