Author: Ben Mirov
Publisher: Octopus Books (2012)
"Mirov's poems are like dead soul dispatches from an emotional robot. Contained in them is the terrible recognition of the mere materiality of the universe—and that somehow arising from that is an irrational attachment to friends, loves, and a man named Ben Mirov. The poems are an attempt to speak of these things, often opening into imaginative spaces tinged with the absurd. The continued disconnect between what the speaker describes and what he may or may not feel is funny, until it's revealed to also be sad."
"Ben Mirov writes,'The high-fives are meant to signify celebratory attitudes and reinforce the sense of comradery we feel in the wake of our semi-athletic achievement.' For the 'semi-athletic' achiever in all of us, Hider Roser gives free $12 high-fives."