suzanne richardson

When cleaning out the closet I find your needles by Suzanne Richardson

Next to a photo album, a shoebox full of mixtapes, a lock of my hair— is your portal glowing like a neon in a liquor store window: OPEN the metal blinks. The door to your [...]

April 1, 2015

Snippet from Soft Opening by Alexandra Naughton

October 11, 2017

Playing with this power because I can and because it’s been done to me and it’s something I’ve always had and never [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
Marriage For Dummies by Andrew Kuhn

September 2, 2016

Remember that we are all dummies here, and must never label each other as such. Say “I” a lot. As in, “I like how you [...]
Three Poems by Sloane Eliot

August 1, 2015

there will be bruises Dark bar, dark stares in candle light champagne on tap, funneled into my mouth with alarming speed to [...]
Welcome to The Very First Issue of Vending Machine Press

December 1, 2013

We live in a time of diverse mediums and expressions where literature online has become a thriving creative form [...]
the rainy part of the world by mark petterson

June 1, 2015

After the rundown middle school where I tutor a thirteen-year-old who reads at a second-grade level, and really we just read [...]
Firefly by Gladys Justin Carr

September 2, 2016

I dabble in wings in variations of flux Heraclitus is my friend everything in the world is my living room I am not pretty [...]
Example 52 by JD DeHart

October 1, 2014

That lack of response to my chance Good Morning, the stare when I wave hello, yet another example of why I dislike most [...]
Six Poems by Josh Jordan

December 29, 2016

The Soul Undimmed In quietude you whisper upon the wind, reminiscing upon an afflicted past Outwardly your soul appears [...]
The Squirrel Incident by Jenya Doudareva

February 4, 2017

A dead squirrel was laying in the middle of the sidewalk. Cause of death – unknown. Folks running around on their [...]
Radio Truth by Ashlie Allen

January 4, 2016

Dad twitches in his sleep, afraid he’s really on the reservation. I keep the radio on, too sad and hungry to sleep. If [...]