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Ben Miller was born in 1986 in an Amtrak train pulling into Grand Central Station. Two years later he received an M.A. in English from New York University. His prose can be found in recent or forthcoming issues of Notre Dame Review, Raritan, The Common Review, Quick Fiction, The Yale Review, and Prairie Schooner. His essay "Bix and Flannery" appeared in Best American Essays 2004, and other honors include a creative writing fellowship from the National Endowment for the Arts.
Their new stone cell had a hole in one wall about a foot wide and three feet tall. Through the hole the lush unfenced meadow which surrounded the prison could be seen — blue blades of grass rustling in a slight wind, pink and red and purple wildflowers arcing over the grass like fancy plumed hats.