About Me
Alonna (アラナ) Shaw is a place-based poet who works across poetry, visual art, and film. Her work explores how memory and the body shape what we carry when language falls short. She participates in the strange ethics of being human. ❤️robots.
"The Misfits" LETTING THINGS lie After THE fall.
Can soak up contamination. Can wipe clean. Can spread debris. Can contaminate.
imperfection evolution this side up
seeing beyond the words on the edges what isn't said
Time for more pics and fewer words! Blog update. I've been on a bit of a mad journey the past year and a half. During this...
I recently chatted with Kyle Knappenberger at EnviroKlenz about "How To Find Non-Toxic Cleaning Products," travel, overall wellne...
Part Two, Safe Zones for Wellness During my formative years, advertising art and text was an exciting piece of the larger world de...
Part One, Personal Pollution and Hurting Others I’m a writer and artist who happens to be chemically sensitive. How I experience the w...
I once bought a hundred used books in a week. Books entice me like jewels sparkling in shadowy corners. As a kid, I explored dilapidat...
I stomped my foot down on the twenty just as another wind gust bit at it. The woman who it belonged to rushed over and smiled as I handed i...
Spring brings thoughts of reorganizing from the ground up. Gut health is the body's foundation. Years ago I was being treated by a n...
We had just passed the Interstate 55 exit and were headed west on I-80. My throat felt odd like I was in rush hour traffic, but we ...
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