DƐVDMVTH
By Evan Isoline
Like a recovered pyramid text in which all the ancient myths we thought we understood have been recast, Evan Isoline’s DƐVDMVTH is a disorienting phantasmagoria of genre-shattering forms and styles, tearing like blitzkrieg through its unhinged imagination of the unconscious space behind all time. Spastic, batty, unrelenting, absurd, provocative, incantatory, and profane on every page, consider making this the last gift you ever give the people you call your parents.
—BLAKE BUTLER, author of Alice Knott
In Evan Isoline’s DƐVDMVTH, words walk like zombies called forth by the dead end of infinity. The text (r)evolves through multiple fonts and forms, every page transpierced with visionary transgressions akin to those of Lautréamont or Lovecraft. DƐVDMVTH depicts the cold heat of a vanitas for this post-historic era, “a grammatical plea / written in pi.”
—ANDREW JORON, author of O0
Evan Isoline’s DƐVDMVTH moves at the pace of a mystic’s pendulum—a swirling, hypnotic oscillation, an “unfurling twilight in the place of meaning.” This “neo-gothic” work is saturated in the hypnagogic plane of “deserted orbs,” “lunar bouquets,” and “tombstones shaped like hearts.” Isoline evokes the surreal philosophy and slant spiritualism of Jean Genet in the compulsive trance of DƐVDMVTH. Like all occult texts, this book has probably found you for a reason. Get mesmerized.
—CANDICE WUEHLE, author of Monarch
Evan Isoline’s new book is both geometric and sprawling, both impossible narrative and prophesy, but most of all its a work of visionary protest.
—JOHANNES GÖRANSSON, author of Poetry Against All
DƐVDMVTH reads like a ghostly erotic call from beyond. A call for revolution. A text that rebels within itself, a text that reads the writer. Language like fingers slicing through air and pulling out the guts of an imagination that the average day has worked so hard to train us to not see. DƐVDMVTH is Isoline’s highest achievement yet. A book full of magick that speaks directly to the stars.
—THOMAS MOORE, author of Forever
DƐVDMVTH is a mythographical-rhetorical work, a book of flowers, of arcadian theophanies & semiopathic assaults. In sur-rendering its totems & mementoes of Western arcana to the agency of their own dissolution, DƐVDMVTH brings the dead into rebellion, constructs a monument to an uninterpretable key in a ruin of obsolete modes.