Issue 144

Summer & Fall 2013

Image from When Walt Whitman Was a Little Girl

Fiction Juan Martinez Fiction Juan Martinez

Courier

His whole family was singing, his sister included, but they stopped when the Fiat stopped. The day had barely made it to noon, the sun in full force, when the girl tapped on the glass with her enormous gun. A gun, not a rifle.

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Poetry Marianne Boruch Poetry Marianne Boruch

A Vision

His long underwear, and that time

carrying his overnight

slop bucket, spare room through kitchen,

flicked sign from our mother, her

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Poetry Marianne Boruch Poetry Marianne Boruch

Skinny Fat

A skinny person once fat

is still prey to the fat that waits out

every run, every breathless

try again, or a bike

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Video Essay John Bresland Video Essay John Bresland

Call for Video Essays and Cinepoems

Recently TriQuarterly began to feature the video essay, an emerging form Marilyn Freeman described as “the mixed-breed love child of poetry, creative nonfiction, art house indies, documentary, and experimental media art.” At its core the video essay is, like its print counterpart, an attempt to figure something out.

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Video Essay Alan Spearman Video Essay Alan Spearman

April

CONTRIBUTOR’S NOTE

My coproducer for the project, Nicki Newburger, went out to find interesting people that we might make a short film about in South Memphis. I wanted to work in the area near the Stax Music Academy in hopes that we could involve its students musically with the production.

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Cinepoetry John D. Scott Cinepoetry John D. Scott

One Art

CONTRIBUTOR’S NOTE

How do you shoot loss? I think it’s an interesting challenge because loss is conceptual and based on something not being there. And so where does one begin finding an image or a sound to represent absence?

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Cinepoetry Martha McCollough Cinepoetry Martha McCollough

Soup Opera

CONTRIBUTOR’S NOTE

Often the temptation when working with animation is the too­-faithful illustration of a text. As with film, there’s the tradition of storyboarding, which tends to nail down visual possibilities before they are fully explored, treats the text as primary, and can hardly help being linear.

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Cinepoetry Jim Haverkamp Cinepoetry Jim Haverkamp

When Walt Whitman Was a Little Girl

CONTRIBUTOR’S NOTE

“When Walt Whitman was a little girl, she’d never let the ordinariness of things box her in.”

This is the first line of M. C. Biegner’s poem, and it knocked me flat. A manifesto for art-making, this. An irresistibly intriguing beginning, followed by a simple statement about how to imagine one’s way out of corners. It opened a lot of doors for me.

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Fiction Marian Palaia Fiction Marian Palaia

The Last Place She Stood

“I feel like someone’s put a torch to me,” Lu sighs, from the floor, as if there’s something appealing about that notion. I lie down on the cool, scarred hardwood next to her but don’t touch, my toes an inch from her ankle, stretching into her and away at the same time.

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