Goat in the Snow

After passing the farm with the goat / it was important to slow down. / Hello goat. Hello officer. So easy to lose track / when going downhill.… More

Notes of a Native Son

I’m the truest sort of resident. The kind who, / asked to offer proof that he resides here, fails. / The guy who comes from someplace else & thrives… More

A Theory of the Novel

a boy’s attention, corralled / in sand, pebbles, and the sun’s / slow clockwork, fails to take in / the wreckage, though / years from now, he’ll describe it… More

After Meng Hao-jan

In winter I drink tea by the window / Stars shine through my reflection / Occasionally I go out and see if I might / Find another remote and… More

Ben Mirov in Conversation

The structure of both your poems and collections have an almost random, found quality to them. How do you go about editing your work and putting your manuscripts together?There’s… More