FOUR WAY REVIEW

An Electronic Literary Journal

  • ISSUE 34

    ISSUE 34

    POETRY TWO POEMS by Caitlyn Klum TWO POEMS by Rajiv Mohabir TWO POEMS by Sebastian Paramo SELF-PORTRAIT AS THE LAST LINGERING PETAL ON A CHERRY BLOSSOM by Anthony Thomas Lombardi…

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POETRY

  • TWO POEMS by Kyle Dargan

    TWO POEMS by Kyle Dargan

    BEAUTY Miss Iraq, the first               crowned                         in forty years of foreign meddling, means it when she wishes for world peace—                                                 her cousins’ deaths both tallied               by sectarian violence in her war-quilted, war-torn nation.                                                 She is aware the pageantry—       pinup smiles and stiff, cupped hands (their rotational gesture) —will not beckon peace.   Salvation             may have…

  • CASTRATO by Annie Kim

    CASTRATO by Annie Kim

    I want to be a boy, you tell the man who analyzes you. Free of desire. He nods, light flashing off his thin gold spectacles.                                                                                                 No one called the singing boys                                                                                                 castrati to their face. So evirato,                                                                                                 meaning one unmanned,                                                                                                 musico: one making music. Boys aren’t free of desire, of course—                                                                                                 Though not by ordinary…

  • VIOLINS: VIOLENCE by Annie Kim

                                             Vitula. Viol. Violino.                                                                               Violare. Violentus. Violentia.                                                                               Origin and History of Violence, reads the header.                                                                               You’ve visited this page 3 times.* * * Last night you dreamed again about your father— You had him by the wrists: above your head, the way you’d catch a snake, one hand beneath his flickering tongue,                               fighting hard to not…

FICTION

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