Posts in translation
Gardens of Dirty Laundry

Translated by Simon Brown from Laurence Gagné

you’re the little guy in the wall
me i wonder what really comes through
i’m just like
hey come on through

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Mist

Translated by Paul Curtis Daw from Jean-Paul Didierlaurent

Twelve years. Already I’ve been here twelve years. Thanks to Maria, the older of my two daughters. Oh, that didn’t all happen overnight with a simple snap of the fingers. I struggled, I fought. In the early days, I managed to push back the deadline, despite my daughter’s ever more numerous arguments.

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The Salad Spinner

Translated by Neil Smith from Philippe Chagnon

About two to four weeks before I went to live for good in our storage room, I was spinning lettuce in the salad spinner. Margot had asked for a hand with supper. I didn’t feel like it, kept stalling, and she flipped out at me (I wanted to help, but at my own pace). The day after this latest blow-up, I made a decision: I’d start gradually moving my things into our junk room behind the kitchen.

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Lost Love

Translated by Philip Styrt from Clément Marot

Love and Death each me profanes:
For Love has tangled me in chains

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