Brief, profound ... A beautiful novel, owing as much to the acuity of the dialogue and the strangeness of its metaphors (like the 'bloody sunflower field' whose stalks are 'popping out all the flowers row by row like a bunch of fish eyes') as to Tibuleac’s storytelling.
Striking ... Țîbuleac offers a wryly tender exploration of grief, rage, and the fraught process of repairing a broken parent-child relationship. This slim but powerful novel will stay with readers.
