FORTH Magazine

FORTH was created to explore, examine, and expose the work of both established and up-and-coming artists and writers. Through these digital pages, we take readers into the world of the author, the mind of the poet, the vision of the artist, to gain a unique perspective of the often intriguing, sometimes haunting, always strange, little worlds of our most innovative creators. Our mission is to support writers and artists by exposing their work and exploring their lives, and to maintain a recurring set of innovative writers and journalists that you'll only see in our pages. Our content isn't classical or traditional. We publish short format writing for the modern reader and contemporary art that challenges the modern onlooker. Founded in Los Angeles, CA in 2009, FORTH represents art and literature in a way that resonates with an evolving need for interactive media. The West Coast is on the scene. Welcome and enjoy!
South Africa, waves crashing against base of lighthouse, night
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A Lost Signal, Floating: Poetry by Ryan Davis

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You disappeared into the Pacific; I’m not sure when. At least, that’s where your memories seem to float.   You’ve never called me on the phone, but you called me ‘cute,’ causing, at first, a tingle in my mind and then in my spine – both equal.   You swept yourself away fifty miles down…

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Straight Up: An Interview With Fox Sinclair

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Fox Sinclair is as agile and elegant as her namesake. A Louisiana transplant who moved to LA in 2012, she’s now an up-and-coming musician and dancer about to break the sound barrier. Inspired by the soulful blues of the South and hip-hop beats of Europe, her influences meld to form her unique sound. Fox is…

The Third Man (still)
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The Lonely Journey: Poetry By J.H. Martin

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Toledo Paris Amsterdam Rome   Every where’s nowhere When you’re alone   Walking these mind soaked avenues Staring at women you cannot afford Wondering which turn the others took Scared to confess that you can’t handle this   Oui Tu es un aller simple – Mon semblable   Dreaming of iced beer Talking to walls…

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The Absent Parent: Fiction By Teuta Hoxha

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    “Have you heard of the Janissaries?” my great-grandmother would ask every time I visited her in Albania.   “No,” I had said the first time.   Unfortunately, I could not have my favourite English tea for the duration of the story, because that hasn’t yet been imported into this region. Having tea with milk…

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Objects In Love: Poetry By James Gilmore

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An old kettle bought from a store for an hour’s wage titters from a glowing coil by the fridge. Meanwhile, watery passion ferments within its voluptuous metal curves. The frothing nozzle exhales small clouds as pressure builds within. An eager cup watches waits to be filled with hot juice ejaculated by its lover. A silvery…

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A Drink of History: Nonfiction by Robert Joe Stout

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Seeing them anchored in Mexico City’s touristy Centro Historico I wanted to cry. Pulquerìas de la moda. Clean, smart, yuppie. Customers in button-down collars, shiny alligator boots. Trim-waisted women in tailored slacks. Bartenders accustomed to serving politicians, German tourists. Not the way they were during my student years in then less-than-respectable Colonia Escandòn. And not…

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Mysteries in the Sky: Poetry by Joan McNerney

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One summer when only seven, she heard thunderstorms bursting through skies, watched lightning slash bright Z’s across night.   Later she studied for hours currents of mercurial storms and cloud formations.  Stratus, altostratus, cirrus, cumulus fell swiftly from her lips.   Some places burned with rings of blistering winds sweeping across the desert. Rains rammed…

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