coffee

We Bagged Sand All Night Until the Levee Broke and other stories by Steve Passey

I was trying to listen to the facilitator but the girl in the row in front of me turned and stared at me until I made eye contact with her. “Jesus,” she said. “Listen [...]

October 23, 2017

Science and Change and other poems by Sarah Sarai

I declined a knighthood honoring my heroic efforts at keeping heroism effortless, something I perfected while lateral-to-prone-ish, modeling a languid nobility which defined [...]

October 23, 2017

Green Mountain Coffee and other poems by James Blevins

the café nearly empty— scent of burnt brew wafting through our shared morning. and you turned me on, talking of Verlaine’s passion for Rimbaud, stirring your drink. [...]

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

Mimicking the path we walk by Mike Bernicchi

September 4, 2017

Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow Peonies stagger paths worn in spots they [...]
Three Poems by Alita Pirkopf

September 2, 2016

I have learned to walk I have learned to walk in white fog— so warm it stifled and turned to thick steam. It didn’t [...]
Driving Through Fog by AJ Huffman

October 1, 2014

Highway markers tick by, blurry sentinels barely breaking the monotony of trees, their black skeletal arms directing me [...]
At my sons concert and other poems by Justin Hyde

January 9, 2017

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 [...]
A Victory by Raphael Maurice

November 22, 2018

The ocean was black near the shore and farther out a storm was massing in the sky. He sat, looking out over the water, [...]
Autobiography by Deirdre Coyle

June 1, 2015

I was born in a haunted mansion upstate. We moved. I lived in the South. I learned witchcraft in my sleep. In a dream, the [...]
A Blossoming Storm Shades Reality and Insomniac Act by Alexis Bates & Logan February

October 23, 2017

Some physical existence & the yearning, always. Sky, jaw-wide, hurtling fictions to the ground. Witness this descent in [...]
Elvis Would So by Rijn Collins

August 1, 2014

I’ve always assumed that at some point I’ll live next door to a carny. I mean, wouldn’t you? Most kids scan the [...]
Rock Pools by F.C Malby

January 18, 2017

‘Look, a starfish, bright orange. Look at it.’ Sophie points to the ripples in the rock pool, her pigtails drop down [...]
Two Poems by Shoshanna Beale

September 2, 2016

Lost In this grey and desolate world I wander like a ghost through haunted cityscapes and narrow muted streets, and I search [...]
Queen of the Underworld and other poems by Chloe DeFilippis

February 15, 2017

4, 3, 2, 1 under the green light bulb narcissus pinched plucked breast to breast fingers fist pushed deep into the hollow of [...]
What Light Makes a Star? by Joanna C. Valente & Stephanie Valente

March 16, 2017

who i decide to take as a lover might be one of life’s great mysteries – listen lover, when you ask me if there are [...]

2019 Vending Machine Press - Masthead Photo by Johannes Huwe - Website Powered by WordPress.com.