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, 20151Jul 10, 20151
