{"id":19155,"date":"2024-01-29T08:11:37","date_gmt":"2024-01-29T13:11:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/?p=19155"},"modified":"2024-01-29T08:24:41","modified_gmt":"2024-01-29T13:24:41","slug":"two-micros","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/fiction\/two-micros\/","title":{"rendered":"Two Micros"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5 style=\"margin-bottom: 12.0pt;\">About the Author<\/h5>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 12.0pt;\">Stripe-tailed with downy head plumage, amphibian up to ankles\u2014truncated by Reorganized Latter Day Saint knicker flannel, she claw-writes ambidextrous each time the thunder comes. They published her without knowledge\u2014just the way she prefers. You won\u2019t catch her ass on a video or an Insta-selfie. Self-taught violinist in a Columbian cave covered in vines, blooming with sphinxter-clinch-inducing bats and widows. \u00a0Finger painter. Theemithi. Multi-talented muckraker, pie shaker. Titanium tempered. Fudger of bios. They couldn\u2019t resist her fakery. So many tsunamis not to surf, but the sun beats fuchsia as editors bumble fuck like chicken knuckles through slush piles. She writes blindfolded, with her feet and teeth gnashing. Call her beguiling, profound, she, them, un-locatable whatever\u2014just not \u201chim.\u201d Yes, there are manuscripts. And phone numbers. And lovers. More than she can count, some of them pretend (which is better). And oh, the writing. Somewhere in another country an editor peels open the envelope, and red sand streams onto the desk, forming an oblong spiral in the drool\u2014a publishable one.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"margin-bottom: 12.0pt;\">Wings of (Alternate Version)<\/h5>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 12.0pt;\">Two angers long for the glitter and desolation of Berlin. Hanging near its portal, they provide gratuitous commentary on distressed passersby, looking to mirror their wounds or at least stuff them with the resulting orange tufts of anonymous air. One anger, distracted by their parallel monologues, stops to notice the other, his pocked skin and greasy locks, then catches a beam of green light mistaken for hope, but it was only a flash of chrome from a passing train. Anger 1 lights up, the other asks for a smoke, to which the anger says, \u201cNope, not tonight. You ain\u2019t getting lucky on my dime.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 12.0pt;\">There are no words for tomorrow, yesterday, hello, or cigarettes in this gateway. The portal snaps shut its aperture leaving them to each other and infinity\u2014a deep purple platform braided in plastics and littered with scrap heaps, smoke rising into the flaming red sky.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Stripe-tailed with downy head plumage, amphibian up to ankles\u2014truncated by Reorganized Latter Day Saint knicker flannel, she claw-writes ambidextrous each time the thunder comes. They published her without knowledge\u2014just the way she prefers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":19547,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[3320,2621,1340,3321,3322,305,3012],"class_list":["post-19155","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-fiction","tag-author-bio","tag-fiction","tag-flash","tag-micro","tag-prose-poem","tag-sci-fi","tag-speculative-fiction","writer-koss"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19155","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19155"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19155\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19550,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19155\/revisions\/19550"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/19547"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19155"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19155"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mrbullbull.com\/newbull\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19155"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}