FOUR WAY REVIEW

An Electronic Literary Journal

Tag: Black Ballad

  • 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…

  • BLACK BALLAD by Afua Ansong

    BLACK BALLAD by Afua Ansong

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    Afua Ansong
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    The night I try to kill myself a boy is shot in the shoulders at the gas station next to my apartment. I don’t flinch. I lie on the rubber of my bed that keeps the bugs away and stare at the black poles holding the bunk bed together. The mice play sought and found…

  • TWO POEMS by Rochelle Hurt

    TWO POEMS by Rochelle Hurt

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    Rochelle Hurt
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         I admire its belligerent uncertainty, like: I’ll know if I know when I please. Pointed indecision as auto-prick that sticks my sentence-tip.