Author Archives: alicestockwellegan

About alicestockwellegan

Language and culture enthusiast from New York living in San Francisco.

Don’t Get Too High Tech

My mom is always making my dad get rid of things. Although she’s always telling me how many storage units she’s gotten him to parse down and empty, he pretty consistently texts me childhood drawings, old photos, or other random long … Continue reading

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Translation, tears, titiliation

When Zhu’s latest album (GENERATIONWHY) came out a couple of months ago, a colleague of mine sent me the song Palm of My Hand. “It’s got a verse in French, sounds real sexy,” he said to me. I took a … Continue reading

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Just being again

December 31st, 2016 I just up and deleted my Facebook. I had tried to do so a few months prior, but my premium Spotify account was linked to my Facebook, and I didn’t want to delete it and start over. … Continue reading

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Cartagena, November 2016

Although I respect that on a global level it’s been less than stellar, I have to say all in all, on a personal level, 2016 has been a pretty good year. However, by the day before Thanksgiving when I packed … Continue reading

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Amy, Translated

When the Wifi and TV are out on a four-hour flight, and you’ve got a journal and Frank. I couldn’t resist him His eyes were like yours His hair was exactly the shade of brown He’s just not as tall, … Continue reading

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Brussels Writing Workout Workshop

Prompt 1: I forgot to turn off the oven! Marie shut the dresser drawer with great finality. She had the proof, that lying, cheating bastard. How did he think she wouldn’t notice? Was he really so daft? The brown hairs in … Continue reading

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Barking Up The Wrong Tree

Inspired by a disastrous stint dog-sitting a few years ago. Possibly to be continued. Enjoy. Barking Up The Wrong Tree Winston promptly stepped in it as soon as he had finished, the warm, odorous feculence squishing and squashing beneath his … Continue reading

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