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!
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Books and Secrets: Fiction by Adreyo Sen

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              The witch lived in one of the houses facing the field where we played and every now and then, she would emerge in a faded kameez that reached her ankles, a book under her arm, puffing furiously at a cigarette. We were warned not to talk to the witch, who was, our parents…
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Cafones and Cancer: Fiction by Salvatore Difalco

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When my father was in the late stages of terminal lung cancer—chemo and two operations had not slowed it down—a group of his friends came to our house to visit him. They had been drinking. Giacchino Palmieri, his godson, the loudest among them, slurred and slobbered greetings to my father, who was already in pajamas…
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A Different Love: Poetry by Neil Shah

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in loving milieu I’ll dance upon broken boards over bogs that smoke gently in the evening, over rib-cages patched with the enamored and concussed, in such dimly lit admiration I’ll press my tongue into your wine glass, into the almost empty can you hold between your knees, dented, compressed, and full of your spit.  …
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That Night: Fiction by Jimena Antoniello

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They told me that I died one autumn night. Lying in the empty bathtub, at that rented noisy apartment, while the water ran through my dressed up body. It was warm water, though. And my jeans, the shoes and shirt were all soaked. There were no signs of violence, there were no marks on the…
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Erasure Beauty: Poetry by A.P.

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open me first   narrow commitments within me second   bind sharpness outside blurred sex third   dress the new strength   the way of originals A.P. is the author of Anima (dancing girl press, 2018). She has contributed creative work to DIAGRAM, New England Review, Hayden’s Ferry Review, among others. Born in Bucharest, she…
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Caffeine and Stories: Fiction by Jim Curtis

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Fra Angelico Makes Two Cappuccinos for Mark Rothko The Great Artistic Studio in the Sky, where our story takes place, is a spacious area with all the clear northern light that any artist could want. It is conveniently located in an area that has all the amenities of midtown Manhattan such as delis and coffee…
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Sweet and Centered: Poetry by Anna Ter-Yegishyan

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Crimson, cool, crescent: I stare at the bowl. Not into it, but at it. The bowl isn’t fishing for compliments, but I need to characterize it to peacefully dismantle its inanimateness. What it needs is unanimity.   The bowl waits to be filled. She calls it a womb for fruits and fingers. A thing to…

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