A beautifully written and heartbreaking haunted house story. We follow the Maxwell siblings, three Black siblings who grew up in a racist and oppressive gated lily-white community, as they deal with the aftermath of their parents' apparent murder-suicide. Through the book you learn about the horror of their childhood, and the way their mother's drive for protection and distant love compounded their inability to find safety in suburbia. As always, I love Rivers Solomon's prose, and it lends itself really well to creating a really oppressive and haunting narrative. The themes of the ways that continued abuse haunts you throughout your life were really well done and the commentary on classism, racism, queerphobia are searing.  

The only thing that really knocked my rating of this down is that my preference in horror

is that the supernatural is real. I think the reveal that all of the hauntings were the work of the Maxwell's racist neighbors and the narrator's unresolved trauma from a lifetime of childhood rape worked really well for the story they told, but I like it when the supernatural is real.