What happened to our literature in 2020? What kind of document did we create of the vast bewilderment, the isolation, fear, and loss? With more distance, patterns will surely start to emerge — someone out there is probably already cooking up an English seminar on pandemic writing. If so, they should include Abe Koogler’s Staff Meal, a quietly surreal shapeshifter of a play with a tilted sense of humor and a generous, sorrowful heart. Koogler started writing Staff Meal...