The pathogen arrives anyway and takes a seat at the table. Conditioned to welcome damage, I am curious about this uninvited guest. You must sit down, says Love, and taste my meat.

‘A brilliant and engrossing poetic meditation on the self that places its multitudes under a kaleidoscopic microscope. Lovebug takes up the risks involved in living and loving, as well as the radical vulnerability required to be open to the spectrum of intensities – from animating to infecting – that lead to irrevocable change.’ ­– Nuar Alsadir

‘Lovebug is a wonder. With her warm, welcoming intelligence and razor-sharp prose, Daisy Lafarge moves from microbiology to poetry, from chronic illness to crushing desire. Lovebug is at once a work of critical theory, an intellectual biography, and a detective story, in which nothing less is at stake than the mystery of our connection to one another. It’s also that rare find: a serious book that’s impossible to put down, infectious in the very best sense of the word.’ – Anahid Nersessian

‘Lovebug is savagely brilliant. Every page is teeming with the horror and glory of life. Lafarge’s writing is rigorous, relentless, revelatory, and, yes, exquisitely beautiful. Possibly perfect. I would say I devoured this book – but really, the book devoured me.’– Elvia Wilk

‘Lovebug combines the delicate intricacy of a microbial network, the pathogenic force of a virus and the infectious pleasure of great writing. Give yourself the day in bed to read it, and the next one to recover.’ – Josh Cohen

‘Daisy Lafarge’s meditations on sites literary and biochemical, topics messy and divine, delight in their learnedness and unabashed love of risk. A pleasure read, as well as a virtuosic chain of devotional images, Lovebug will make you think very differently about bodies, sex, food, and the variousness of life on earth.’ ­– Lucy Ives

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