stephanie tom

SCHRÖDINGER’S CAT PLAYS GOD and other poems by Stephanie Tom

The phenomenon of Schrödinger’s cats states: being that the cat was simultaneously half-alive and half-dead in the box to begin with, it becomes either wholly alive or [...]

January 24, 2017

Two Poems by John Stupp

Colorado Sometimes it hits me the last time I saw my dad he was in a cardboard box at a crematorium in Colorado cold as [...]
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 [...]
A DATING PROFILE THAT HAS BEEN PARTIALLY FILLED IN WITH A SMARTPHONE’S PREDICTIVE TEXT FEATURE and other poems by Linette Reeman

[after Madeline Lessing] My name is: HELLO BEAUTIFUL I AM ALIVE TODAY AND PHEW BOY AM I DOING SOMETHING WRONG My age is: [...]
Austerity Measures and other poems by Addison Bale

without for an abscess conversations after ellipses a side-long glance flouting its prolonged piss burn a bashing spring [...]
Lightwood by Steph Post

There was no one to greet Judah Cannon when he got out of Starke, so he just started walking. The sky was gray, the air [...]
A Call to the Stronger Sex by Christine Stoddard

Ancestors whisper hungrily from their cradles of stars They will haunt us until we women-folk feed their obsession for [...]
Hindsight by Peter McMillan

Street level in the financial district it was dark and the streetlights were still on. Overhead the sky was blue and [...]
Vending Machine Press Issue #9

Photo by – Johannes Huwe The very fine writers for Issue 9 are: He by Lauren Millici Spill by Karie Fugett Four Poems [...]
How to Explain to Your Ex Why Their X-Ray’s Your Desktop by Margaryta Golovchenko

Her mother named her White Dahlia, the consequence of unplanned pregnancy while studying forensics. Or so she told the boy [...]
Chalk outlines of a future self by Jay Sizemore

I will leave the water running while I brush my teeth, because it soothes me. Being wasteful can be soothing. I wonder if [...]
says the same and other poems by Edmund Sandoval

Maybe I’m in love with you. I say this in a diner. On the train car. In the boulevard. She says the same. Probably [...]
Coffee and Cigarettes and other poems by Benjamin Blake

Coffee & Cigarettes Sometimes, life doesn’t seem so bad A pot of black coffee brewing on the kitchen counter Cigarette [...]