Vending Machine Press Issue #15

Posted on May 29, 2016 by Vending Machine Press in Flash Fiction, Poems

The very fine writers for Issue 15 are:

and when i by Alison Leigh Znamierowski
All Types of Powerlessness by Ashlie Allen
Two Poems by Jenya Doudareva
Two Poems by Chloe Clark
Three Poems by Molly Kelley
Two Poems by Raphael Maurice
Toxic Shock by Alex Creece
No One Sees Until They’re Dead by Mary Julia Klimenko
Two Poems by Carla McGill
Pitiful by Jeffrey Zable
Struck Birds by Catharine Lucas

Click on submission tab for guidelines to submit for future issues.
Issue 16 is due out 2nd September 2016.

Regards,
Michael Lafontaine
Editor-In-Chief
Vending Machine Press

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