John Poch

Melissa Range
Justus Poehls (Published on

“Lampblack” by Melissa Range, recited by John Poch.

Poem by Vievee Francis

Gun of Wishes,

of dreams, gun that opens the mind, gun
of rewards held to the temple, gun
of desire, magic gun,
bloodless and free of catastrophe,
no blood exploding from a whorl
of hair and tissue and skull,

24 Frames Poetry Series: Jacob Shores-Arguello

Aug 3, 2017

Make Believe

By Jacob Shores-Arguello 

(Narrated by John Poch)


When we were children, we dug into the side of our moutain

It was terrible brown work.

That morning we’d made the cold walk to the hospital 

And watched my cousin’s mother for a long time.

She was unchained from her machines

Shrinking into ordinary.

It was our first death

And we looked at our small hands.

But no, my cousin insisted,

These are not our hands.