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Some Nice Words by Jenya Doudareva

“Something’s happened” I overheard As I noted the people were rushing away Trying not to look nervous (were they instructed?) Trying to move delicately and politely, [...]

January 23, 2017

The Salt of Our Bodies is the Salt of Our Rhymes and other poems by Steve Passey

In the salt of our bodies Is the salt of our rhymes It comes out of us hard It comes out in our speech This depression is not like the last one No one has holes in their [...]

January 22, 2017

the sun shouts at us in tongues and other poems by William James

The sun shouts at us in tongues through the tower window. Calls us by name & we hide ourselves from its gaze. From the plague of crows circling en masse. They carried our [...]

January 20, 2017

Witness by Leigh Fisher

There’s a small, quiet person Hanging in the doorway just a little too afraid to sleep Lingering at the top of the stairs too hesitant to come down There’s a fragile [...]

January 19, 2017

Rock Pools by F.C Malby

‘Look, a starfish, bright orange. Look at it.’ Sophie points to the ripples in the rock pool, her pigtails drop down over her cheeks, cover the freckles that have faded [...]

January 18, 2017

Mind Herbs by Ashlie Allen

He brought me herbs, though I was not sick in the body. No one could see where the illness lived except him. First, he stuffed the herbs inside my brain, then his hands. It [...]

January 16, 2017

No Picture

white sheets and cow milk by Ingrid Solbrig

I want to write [a poem] about us but there is no us There is you, far and me, too close. There is you, unknown. I want to write about the time you said I was cold while I [...]

January 15, 2017

Sorry there are demons in the weather and other poems by Luke Bradley

Tilting up to bluelit bottles like organ pipes and gulping the air, the wonder of five hypothetical storeys, dread will fill us up entirely like sub-sub-contra C. First, [...]

January 14, 2017

lights, camera, action and other poems by Amy Saul-Zerby

lights, camera, action in a room as quiet as yours is today there is space into which expansion may occur when a house is this quiet & the wind comes in audible gusts [...]

January 13, 2017

Quartet for Winds and other poems by Aaron Brame

Quartet for Winds I. My mother birthed me in a skyscraper, named me after the largest city known to the world. Made me a child. Blessed me with a song from a gramophone, let [...]

January 12, 2017

At my sons concert and other poems by Justin Hyde

at my son’s concert on a little wooden chair next to my ex-wife in the auditorium. we don’t talk much outside of co-parenting. but i know she recently found out [...]

January 9, 2017

Four Poems by Dorothy Chan

Sonnet XXV: Hong Kong Crabs Hold on for Dear Life Hong Kong crabs are holding on for dear life as Dad takes the tongs and I hold the bag. We’re in the seafood department, [...]

January 7, 2017

Six Poems by Benjamin Blake

Old Bones Weary, bleary-eyed distraction Forever trying to make it home Shuffling ‘round the living room, slipper-clad Chain-smoking on the front porch Weighing-up the size [...]

January 6, 2017

I just wanted to be sinister and other poems by Stephanie Valente

it’s just a little drop of blood on my shirt collar, nothing really – the lipstick is harder to rub out.   WE’RE ALL UNICORN HUNTING obviously, if you had [...]

January 5, 2017

The Origin of Trees by Jane-Rebecca Cannarella

Palm trees belong to two states: California and Florida. But more to California than Florida – Florida is where oranges grow on trees that are the result of shoots [...]

December 31, 2016

Cena Trimalchionis by Benjamin Goluboff

The long withdrawing roar can no longer be heard above the small-arms fire from the clubs and schools and churches. Forests burn. Seeds are indentured to multinational [...]

December 29, 2016

Commitments by Kelle Grace Gaddis

His coarse beard was an array of auburn, brown and gray strands, hairs upturned and twisted out to the side refusing to conform to the lines of his face. The beard had become [...]

December 29, 2016

Six Poems by Josh Jordan

The Soul Undimmed In quietude you whisper upon the wind, reminiscing upon an afflicted past Outwardly your soul appears cemented from any perception veiled in tragedy, [...]

December 29, 2016

Poetry Quintet by Jessica Mehta

Ma’am, I Am Tonight Rare are the great moments recognized in the making. That night in Nashville, the rooftop, the five of us. I watched the magic fall slow from the sky [...]

December 28, 2016

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  • Another Word For ‘Birthday Hamster’ by Laura Pavlo

    There were one thousand “e”’s in the “please” Lucia’s son sung into the pet store window as he furiously pressed [...]
  • Summer Storm and Birds by Jason Brightwell

    Evening sky sags in recovery, hanging a lantern — yellow half-light, birds recognize the nearing end of a summer storm. [...]
  • Vixen by Kieron Walquist

    After Ma died, the fox appeared. Black-mittened, face and fur scorched in red, the vixen would prowl our neglected hayfield, [...]
  • Three Poems by M.F Nagel

    Love or a trick of light Somewhere East of the the pale moons of twilight Cometh the iceman Sing ‘in memory in vespers’ [...]
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    Dim lights and crowded room shoes scuffing and embarrassed cell phones. Prominent man, stands, emphasizes his [...]
  • Vending Machine Press Issue #3

    This issue we are proud to present, stories and poems from writers across the globe that explore the morbid longings and [...]
  • The Price of the Ticket to Heaven by Raphael Maurice

    Stay & hold me & these suffering hands. For I won’t be long. I will not remain unread like a book for God does [...]
  • The Prescription by Jenya Doudareva

    It was  about time to renew summer. Traditionally, a person or a group that had the necessary power would do it. It was [...]
  • and when i by Alison Leigh Znamierowski

    when you left in summer i watched moonlight fall squarely onto your pillow where your full-moon shoulder once waxed and [...]
  • Toxic Shock by Alex Creece

    First Aid 1.01: do not remove an embedded object yourself. Even after the obligatory hospital visit, I was never fully [...]
  • With Feathers by Sheldon Lee Compton

    What place is safe now, so we can say what our good logic leads us to understand? Saying we will create our own sunlight, [...]
  • Black Clot by Ashlie Allen

    My hair did not like its saffron color, so it turned black and broke off. I tried to condition it with organic oils and [...]
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