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Pandemic

by Alice, Falling

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December 01, 2020

You can't go home again

Back when I was watching the pandemic from inside my parents’ house in Oregon, I was aware that a lot of people were leaving San Francisco. When I moved back, barely three weeks ago, it didn’t fe...


a poem by Clint Smith When people say, “we have made it through worse before” all I hear is the wind slapping against the gravestones of those who did not make it, those who did not survive to se...


October 30, 2020

Speed Scrabble

Back in 2007, when I was 25, friendless and raw with heartbreak, I started playing online Scrabble. Specifically, speed Scrabble, in which each player has four minutes total to play all of their ...


October 19, 2020

What isn't.*

When I was anticipating the breakup, but before it actually happened, I wrote him a letter. In it, I detailed all of the trips we took, the memories contained in them, because, I wrote, if we bre...


October 04, 2020

Catastrophes

My Amazon app indicates that my collagen powder had been delivered. “Left in mailbox.” I turn on the flashlight on my phone and swing open the front door to find it. The night here is as dark as...


September 20, 2020

On endings

As the election nears, I am finding it harder and harder to go to bed. My wake up time remains sometime between ten and eleven am, but I’m burning the midnight oil past three and four and, last n...


September 13, 2020

Burning

For a few years now, I’ve been obsessed with air quality. Well, not like “obsessed obsessed,” but aware, and somehow I ended up being a weirdo who can fit all her belongings into her little car, ...


September 08, 2020

It's come to this.

I’ve reached the point, thanks to the pandemic and my involuntary six months of celibacy (oh god am I an incel?), at which I am now having masturbation dreams. NOT SEX DREAMS. I am literally drea...


August 27, 2020

2020

I searched all day for a way to arrange these past five months into something that made sense. I sat down at my computer three times and closed my laptop three times. But the only thing that come...


You’re welcome/I’m sorry.


Have gotten zero feedback from anyone on it, but a few thumbs down on YouTube. So I keep watching it, because I’m like, “Oh shit, is this actually not funny?” But each time, something makes me la...


My grandmother lived in Los Angeles for 93 years before, following my grandfather’s death and at my mother’s urging, she moved up to a retirement community near my parents in Oregon. She hadn’t e...


Book Description

Goodbye, world.