Fictions
Gregory Hodge
By Jane O'Sullivan — 18 October, 2019
You know that feeling, when you’re falling asleep, but not quite there yet. You see things, but they’re not quite dreams, not yet. Your sense of your body’s boundaries starts to flicker. You’re big, you’re small, one limb stretches like blutac then it snaps back. What a curious feeling, as Alice would say. I must…