Jamie Berrout brings us a new partial translation of Mexican periodical Trans y Fugas, published by transfeminine sex worker collective Mari
NEW: With a new first-time translation from Jamie Berrout, I'm delighted to share this 2023 interview with Mariposas Negras cofounder Laura Glover, originally printed in the zine Trans y Fugas.
Mariposas Negras is a transfemme sex worker collective on the front lines of Mexican trans activism 🇲🇽
The Mexican publisher in charge of translating The Art Of Gravity Falls into Spanish has just released a couple of full pages from the book! :D
Thanks to @trickengf for the info and images!
Hello, in celebration of winning the Book Club's price in college and getting "The Book of Bill" as a gift. These are my favorite snippets translated in spanish (also Billford) (Also, some of these are probably the same in english, but they are the ones that made me go, "HUhhh????" the most)
First one is the cover, which can be translated to for adult readers or mature audiences (Somehow i feel like if i showed someone the cover they would think is like... suggestive content lmao)
"GET GATSBY'D, IDIOT!"
Lolipop: Logistics/masochism
My hole can be yours
Losing my sanity
Pig hard go shovel / ask crazy dora / go give raw hair / to say it hard / give fast star(?) / chime burly dollar. (The one on the left says "Burly dog tail" it says "di" instead of "de" but idk if is intentional or not)
Now the ones with Ford:
No, no. I took a look at his possible future's, and i laughed with joy. He was destined to do much more than that. And those hands... suddenly, everything made sense.
-Bill... ¿Can i call you that?
-You can call me anything except <<my love>>! Ha, ha! It's a joke! Everyone loves me!
-Can i call you <<braniac>>?
-You can call me anything except <<my love>>
Am i really going to destroy everything due to heartbreak? No, i won't GIVE HIM the pleasure!
Who else will make you feel like this? Admit it, you'd miss me. I'm your favorite mistake.
▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎
I'll see if there's some changes in the codes, but i'll do that later cause i'm lazy lol.
And I, the least of beings,
drunk on the vast void
littered with stars –
semblance, image
of mystery --
I felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I spun with the stars,
my heart loosed its strings in the wind.
Y yo, mínimo ser,
ebrio del gran vacío
constelado,
a semajanza, a imagen
del misterio,
me sentí parte pura
del abismo,
rodé con las estrellas,
mi corazón se desató en el viento.