No Cares Liza

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Repair the divine highway to L. A.
when it hurts to stay. When it hurts to go,
do a little dance to keep from leaving.
I’ll gunfight you on the top of a train
carefully as a principal dancer.
There’s a space opera I want to stage
about a queen on her isle of men
who fuck each other, vying for her love.
Odysseus lasted for a few years
on his lonely sex island. Life happens,
and you’re always skipping to the next scene.
Spoiler alert: the play ends instantly.
They travel the universe together.
They being us, they were already there.

Interested in translation as a generative practice for creating original works of writing and art, Paul Legault is the co-founder of the translation press Telephone Books and the author of four books of poetry: The Madeleine Poems (Omnidawn, 2010), The Other Poems (Fence, 2011), The Emily Dickinson Reader (McSweeney's, 2012), and Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror 2 (Fence, 2016). Currently, he is a poetry editor at Fence.

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