FOUR WAY REVIEW

An Electronic Literary Journal

Author: Chelsea Dingman

  • MEMORIAL DAY by Chelsea Dingman

    MEMORIAL DAY by Chelsea Dingman

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    Chelsea Dingman
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    Not the storm, but the calm. Not the flurry of attention               called to the sky.Not the rumour of a hurricane on the horizon.Not humidity, the mosquitoes rising               like smoke from the fields. Not a history of revisions we call             …

  • HERE, THE SPARROWS WERE, ALL ALONG by Chelsea Dingman

    HERE, THE SPARROWS WERE, ALL ALONG by Chelsea Dingman

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    Chelsea Dingman
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                                                                                Every minute or so, a hallelujah dies in someone’s mouth. Every minute or so, a gunshot.               A ceasefire. A tire shreds                             on the highway, & pieces flit like sparrows across the sky. Silly me. I thought                                                                             we were here to live.               The garden’s hallelujahs: tulips & rhododendrons, alive in the ground. We expect so much…