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Of Another World: Fiction by Brianna J.L. Smyk

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Clive swept his hand through the dried delta bed, rubbing a few specks of rusting rock between his gloved fingers. He looked out at the Mighty Dust Mites—as he liked to call the solar-powered robots—which speckled the planet for miles.   When, in an effort to save their dying program, NASA’s engineers discovered they could…

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Quiet Hypnosis: Fiction by Matt Clibanoff

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Rock and roll therapy crashes in waves against her eardrums. The sound changes color. Her mind is lacquered purple and the room is full of smoke. Listless clouds bounce from couch to couch and hot cirrus strands dance towards the ceiling. It’s been two years since college. Brian is sitting on the red loveseat. He’s…

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The Ways We Were: Fiction by Michael J. Shymanski

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It’s my birthday when he brings the piñata and the police pull up his driveway. Candy falls. Sweet rumor litters backyards. Hushed tones hop fences. Speculation bikes on wide asphalt. For Sale waves from the porch, punctuating stage center in our living room window. We wave back. The still dialogue inundates cul-de-sacs. Quietude springs forth…

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Not Dead Yet: Fiction by Yani Robinson

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Acting stupid is actually much harder than it sounds. You see, there are certain expectations about being the only woman on a dive tour, and Nell is doing her very best to meet them. Despite knowing a great deal about diving, like knowing that SCUBA is an acronym for self-contained underwater breathing apparatus and knowing…

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Deadly Milestones: Fiction by Brent Cronin

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The two boys high-step through the marsh, one ahead, scanning the forest with deadly seriousness. Ted watches his friend trekking carefully through the brush and attempts to do the same. He pulls at the leather strap of his rifle and nimbly hops a creek to narrow the distance between himself and his friend. His friend…

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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…

Congrats—you've stumbled upon LA's premiere collection of flash fiction. David Foster Wallace said, "Good fiction’s job is to comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable," and in a thousand words or less, that's what we provide here at FORTH. Our fiction wing is a place to escape for two to five minutes at a time, in between the rest of your Internet musings. FORTH's fiction section draws writers from all over the globe and has helped established FORTH as one of the best literary magazines online. Our magazine is an interactive platform designed for the modern reader, focused on highlighting only the most engaging fiction writing from emerging and established artists, while providing our readers insight into the creative processes of short fiction and novel writing. Each month, we offer interviews and excerpts from both well-known and up-and-coming novelists, flash fiction writers, and short story tellers. Los Angeles has been the hub of many (in)famous fiction writers and literary geniuses, and we at FORTH are pleased to herald the next class of poets & writers, while reinvigorating the tradition of Los Angeles-curated literature.

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