Angry Young Man by Raphael Maurice
I dropkicked the Holy Book before the morning Mass. You don’t, barring dreamless sleeps & drugs, tend to believe all of that yourself. Don’t give yourself a pass. [...]
winter
Vixen by Kieron Walquist
After Ma died, the fox appeared. Black-mittened, face and fur scorched in red, the vixen would prowl our neglected hayfield, prey on cottontail rabbits, pounce for moles deep [...]
Family of Four Lokos by Jane-Rebecca Cannarella
Stephanie, John, and Hector spent an evening in early July selling their art on a sidewalk in Old City. The money – all pooled together – was enough to buy plenty of Four [...]
#100 and other poems by Elizabeth Schmuhl
I have a certain fantasy: the earth that holds me swallows me deliberately. No one digs me a grave. What a luxury to slip beneath into cool darkness. On my skin: worms and [...]
Nine by Sarah Boland
Fall left with a heavy sigh As the willow trees bid farewell to the leaves with tears in their eyes. The willows wish for them not to leave. On days I walk my brother to [...]
You are what you eat and I’m not meat by Edward Birt
Bacon. Ham. Sausage. Steak. None of this gets on my plate. Chops. Chorizo. Squid and offal. Divine to some, to me just awful! “Why?!” folks say – “Meat’s so [...]
scars and other stories by stefan lutter
Dim lights and crowded room shoes scuffing and embarrassed cell phones. Prominent man, stands, emphasizes his qualifications: family man, long-time resident, father, human [...]
church tit-mouse witch and other poems by Jacklyn Janeksela
so easy to call them chicken bones & even easier to read them should the weather be just right, clank a bell or a chime if you listen up, i’ll tell you where they came [...]
Planting Flowers and other poems by Paul Wiegel
Each one blooms a beginning. They look like white teacup tops, or like a lobes of the brain with all those tucks and folds carved or etched or buttoned down tight. In mid [...]
Slick as an Albino Seal from Knee to Toe and other poems by Jeremiah Driver
lit by moonlight, she said I want you to know I’m beautiful. Her shirt folded above her head like a jellyfish. She hid her nipples behind her knees, and seemed afraid, on [...]
Dark Cloud by Jenya Doudareva
He hid inside Nimbostratus Gardens. Heavy damp smell of vegetation filled his throat and made his glasses foggy. For a gracious minute he was alone and unseeing, navigating [...]
ross from friends emoji set by chuck young
two smiling mouths / pressed against each / other gospeling secrets / down ticklish throats. / personal history roleplay / the intimacy of nostalgia / i like to think of [...]
Queen of the Underworld and other poems by Chloe DeFilippis
4, 3, 2, 1 under the green light bulb narcissus pinched plucked breast to breast fingers fist pushed deep into the hollow of a pomegranate I am your Underworld widened for [...]
Bitter Witness and other poems by Jerry McGinley
The icy-eyed moon gnashes her razor teeth, shrieks like a wounded possum, glares at the starry-eyed lovers who pledge fidelity by her light. I’m not who you think I am, [...]
Over and other poems by Donna Dallas
Damn girl. Look at you. Who made venom so thick course through your blood? The cold flow of winter is in you. Blue blood, blue eyes, dead heart. Too many footprints over your [...]
Prosperity and other poems by Anna Keeler
Second wave feminism and a Sexual revolution Too forward to Keep buried in your pants. You learn what it’s like to have To have an existential crisis With a construction [...]
Sleeping and other poems by Simone Savannah
She says last night I was all over the bed pushing her to the edge of it and I am laughing with her because I remember how this started with you— If appropriate I would [...]
POKÉMON MOON and other poems by Graham W. Henderson
POKÉMON MOON the defiant day moon overpowered by the sun who lights it anyway the deferent day moon tries to touch its host theater of the night moon here on the beach all [...]
classifieds and other poems by Chloe DeFilippis
you took my shredded skin / wove it into baskets / sold them for $$$ couldn’t protest cuz my voice’s been ground into fine white powder you pack into little baggies / you [...]
Vending Machine Press 