Brevity — a short fiction about brief communication — by Neil Dixon

A THOUSAND MILLING BODIES choked the path ahead to that steel door at the far end of the concourse. That unmarked and unremarkable door. The flashing orange teardrop — soon to turn red — bobbed above that door, taunting.

“Not my fault,” she muttered to herself as though anyone around…

Neil Dixon

Write to feel — draw to see — code to eat.

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