(Bellevue Literary Press) In Andrew Kirivak’s slim new novel, a father meticulously and lovingly teaches his only offspring, his wise young daughter, how to live on the land, how to mark the seasons, how to craft, how to survive. Their days are marked with rituals dictated by time and circumstance. He leads her to be self-sufficient; they are, quite possibly the last two living humans. There’s a transcendence in Krivak’s prose; while the cadence is almost ponderous, there is comfort to be found in the metho … (read more)
