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Ben Mirov

Aaron Mette, INVOCATION TO SGT BLAZEKIRK OF THE NORTHERN SKY, carving on blackened foamcore. 20 x 30 inches. - 2009
Who was chasing me through the brush? He’s staring at neon graffiti and doesn’t look away. He looks like a rich kid on acid. He turns into a duffle bag. The man I have sex with is me. I don’t dream about you. I find your feelings’ cloud. In episode 10 of Phoned In, BOMB Magazine’s poetry reading by phone podcast, Ben Mirov reads from his book Ghost Machine. Click through for a Q&A where he and Luke Degnan discuss boredom, depression, Lego poetry, and Haruki Murakami’s novel The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle.