Issue 147

Winter & Spring 2015

  • Issue 147 opens with Claudia Rankine and John Lucas's video essay "Situation 7." Here Rankine's words and Lucas's images combine to transform an everyday occurence, in this case a bus ride, into a singular and emotionally charged experience. "What does suspicion do?" Rankine asks. Wariness, distrust, and confusion haunt the work in 147. Our authors examine displacement, self-perception, and authenticity, and their discoveries reverberate throughout the issue.

    With 147 we welcome a new poetry editor, Dane Hamann, who's curated a variety of talented poets. In addition to the distinguished fiction, nonfiction, poetry, and cinepoetry, we're also pleased to present a selection of paintings by Chicago artist and writer Dmitry Samarov. Our technical advisors have enhanced the website's functionality and appearance. We invite you to come in from the cold and spend some time with TriQuarterly.

    Cheers,
    Adrienne Gunn

    Managing Editor: Adrienne Gunn
    Assistant Managing Editor: Noelle Havens
    Faculty Advisor: Susan Harris
    Director of Planning: Reginald Gibbons
    Film Editor: John Bresland
    Fiction Editors: Carrie Muehle, Dan Schuld, Ankur Thakkar, Stephanie Tran
    Nonfiction Editor: Karen Zemanick
    Poetry Editor: Dane Hamann
    Social Media Editor: Ankur Thakkar
    Copy Editor: Lys Ann Weiss
    Media Architect: Harlan Wallach
    Technical Advisors: Alex Miner, Rodolfo Vieira, Nick Gertonson

    Staff: Ahsan Awan, Rebecca Bald, Emily Barton, Jen Companik, Jim Davis, JL Deher-Lesaint, Aaron DeLee, Jesse Eagle, Jeshua Enriquez, Dan Fliegel, Ish Harris-Wolff, Alex Higley, Martha Holloway, Barbara Tsai Jones, Katharine Kruse, Jen Lawrence, Adam Lizakowski, Robin Morrissey, Marina Mularz, Troy Parks, Miyako Pleines, C. Russell Price, Lydia Pudzianowski, Nate Renie, Mark Rentfro, Paula Root, Caitlin Sellnow, Michi Smith, Adam Talaski, Myra Thompson, Ted Wesenberg, Carol Zsolnay

Image from Situation 7

Poetry Kai Carlson-Wee Poetry Kai Carlson-Wee

Dundas, Minnesota

Even the interstate cries out of silence, hovering under

the floodlights and puddles of gasoline burning the moon.

Someone is leaving this city forever. And someone is

driving the Sauvie Island beaches where girls walk naked

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