What’s In A Name? by Audrey Wick
She told me she thought about naming me Annabel Lee, after the famous female in Edgar Allan Poe’s poem. Instead, she named me Audrey Ann. She said it was pressure from my [...]
SALT AND LIGHT ~ A COVENANT by Lisa Harris
I. Evil, like most things, takes time to grow— small steps taken and subtle masks worn, nudges and whispers, a wink and a laugh, a slow poison can remain undetected, at [...]
Vending Machine Press Issue #17
Photo by: Johannes Huwe The very fine writers for Issue 17 are: Crying in Cars With Ghosts by Maggie McEvoy Three Poems by Sloane Eliot Mariem Ready for Texas by [...]
Three Poems by Sloane Eliot Mariem
Heresy for the Nonbeliever / Mistaking Real Things for Shadows No refuge here, not with you no room for my veiled language (you’ll find ways to understand) what is this [...]
Ready for Texas by Nicole Bennett
Digging into the sweet potatoes with the two knives held between his fingers like chopsticks, he asked me, “Where are you from again?” then told me he’d [...]
On The Lace Lichen Trail She Mourns A Tree After A Week Of Storms by Lisa Meckel
Off the trail, another great pine massacred by wind and rain. This great gray-chested body felled, no longer a giant against the horizon. Its ripped-out roots cemented with [...]
Fucking a Enuch by Laurie Lessen Reiche
Entanglements. Facebook is Fascist. Don’t you love me? Don’t you get me? Poor marching drummer fallen in a ditch, legs broken, beside the empty road. Leaves are falling [...]
Vending Machine Press Issue #16
Photo by: Johannes Huwe The very fine writers for Issue 16 are: Two Poems by C.M Keehl Two Poems by Erin McIntosh Sharing Music by Emily Alexander Empty Stomach by Ashlie [...]
Two Poems by C.M. Keehl
I am at the same peninsula where you told me you loved me like lake michigan never one for wading but jump right from dock quick at night I see you as a body/ everybody is [...]
Two Poems by Erin McIntosh
The wolves are at my heart Wolves are at my heart Again but I only continue To revolve around you like The earth to sun a mere planet Next to your heat / I have grown So [...]
Sharing Music by Emily Alexander
Dark morning reaches through windows until the sky is smudged silver like the teakettle on the back burner. Here is the slip of buttons through slits of fabric, the skip and [...]
My Empty Stomach by Ashlie Allen
I am too dizzy to eat, though the lemon cake smells good. She made it for me because she knows I am sad. We will argue when she finds me in here, a bit lifeless, though I [...]
Two Poems by Cara Lorello
VIEW FROM A ROOM, OCEANSIDE Through a single window with vertical paneled curtains drawn back, I watched clouds cast off in long strands across a panorama of electric blue, [...]
Unrecovered Poem by Samantha Madway
Rooms filthy from all the sorrow. Trashcans filled with tissues filled with snot. Dark circles dyed under every eye. Dead skin cells, bits of nails from nervous nibbling coat [...]
About The Universe by Eleanore Lee
Why worry? In five billion years our sun will become a spuming red giant. Will it matter then who got Mother’s Ming dynasty vase? Hell, the old family farm will be [...]
A Brief History Of Cola by Glen Armstrong
Though cola is undeniably a cultural construct and any modern, identifiable culture should be able to construct a Rube Goldberg-inspired machine, to speak of “xenophobic [...]
Two Poems by Shoshanna Beale
Lost In this grey and desolate world I wander like a ghost through haunted cityscapes and narrow muted streets, and I search and search I walk through silent streets, past [...]
Prodigal by Michele Madigan Somerville
When the clock strikes, the masks are delivered. I pause in a doorway, a shade, a champagne glass in my hand. Station stop: Build the pyramids. If you must petrify, think: [...]
Two Poems by Betsy Martin
The Biosphere This storm is strange for Tucson, the frigid rain sprayed down the way the gardener hoses bird excrement from the bricks. The purple teeth of the mountains [...]
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