Published inNeil Dixon — WritingsThe Dress and the Three FencesI cared what she thought, so when she dared me, I knew I was in trouble. I turned to her with my objection poised and ready, but there she…Nov 26, 2015Nov 26, 2015
Published inNeil Dixon — WritingsBrevityA THOUSAND MILLING BODIES choked the path ahead to that steel door at the far end of the concourse. That unmarked and unremarkable door…Jul 10, 2015A response icon1Jul 10, 2015A response icon1
