high school

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 [...]

December 28, 2016

The Prescription by Jenya Doudareva

March 1, 2017

It was about time to renew summer. Traditionally, a person or a group that had the necessary power would do it. It was [...]
please leave a message and other poems by katie lewington

March 27, 2017

the echo of a call rings on voicemail left undeleted repeated until the words are a mantra in your head have to let go but [...]
Champ by Steph Post

June 1, 2015

We go down to the water to find him. Black crabs scurry up trees like rioters dispersed and needle-beaked birds balancing on [...]
From The Book of Smaller by rob mclennan

July 27, 2017

Postcard to Gil McElroy A sketch. An apparatus of mish-mash. Salutations. Systematic checks. My legs were cold. Mezzanine. [...]
It Always Rains by Tim Wilkinson

June 1, 2014

The small room lay quiet, cloaked in shadow and smoky haze, silent save two voices and the occasional, solid clank of steel [...]
Vending Machine Press Issue #15

May 29, 2016

Photo by: Johannes Huwe The very fine writers for Issue 15 are: and when i by Alison Leigh Znamierowski All Types of [...]
How were we to know? by Daniel Von der Embse

April 1, 2015

A small, scented patch of paper is all that remains of the time we lived together above the all-night barbershop on [...]
Family of Four Lokos by Jane-Rebecca Cannarella

February 26, 2017

Stephanie, John, and Hector spent an evening in early July selling their art on a sidewalk in Old City. The money – all [...]
the sun shouts at us in tongues and other poems by William James

January 20, 2017

The sun shouts at us in tongues through the tower window. Calls us by name & we hide ourselves from its gaze. From the [...]
Come for the stunning career opportunities by Jenya Doudareva

April 3, 2017

Ox was running late again. To get to work, he had to cut through thick cold darkness from his cluster of lights to the next. [...]
Lies to Tell the Body and other poems by Alyse Bensel

March 5, 2017

To become the opposite of orgasm, I practiced ………..breathing with the cyst nestled in my left ovary, where [...]
The Same Shine by Ernest Gordon Taulbee

October 23, 2017

The absence of a hangover made Samuel suspect he was dead. Last night’s moonshine had the perfect mix of burn and corn [...]