The Month of the Flies Why Did You Leave the Horse Alone? This is at once a

This is at once a sharply political and deeply personal book which explores just that intersection

Deep yellow endpapers

Complicating any flat conception of identity

Here love is as artificial as a courtly dialogue

The Month of the Flies Why Did You Leave the Horse Alone? This is at once aMirtha Dermisache In The Month of the Flies, Dermisaches book functions as the original from which Chejfecs poetic text takes shape as a possible translation. Chejfecs lines are dynamic, occupying the same space as each of Dermisaches lines, as if using language to approach her visual frequencies. The project explores the unfathomable depths of Dermisache graphisms by exposing the cracks in the legibility of such a translation, a translation which,