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.
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bridges synaptic agents discourse opinion atolls the nerve. nervous impulse rap on the door time to roll trick or treat outside Chiclet vene...
available on amazon Poetry. In text only. It started with an image. On the technique. The aleatory literary t...
How are languages formed? nature speaking to us beach creatures power lines (Photos: top, sand hopper holes; bottom, k...
I love that moment of discovery when you find something within something else. While revising my poetry collection, My Life in Rambles, I ...
We all have secret loves. Right? I mean, stuff you’ve loved your whole life but don’t necessarily insert into everyday conversation. I’...
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Advertencia, Tiny Conversations (words from the washer) Advertencia, advertencia, advertencia! Branches tiny To: con...
Skin issues are not only embarrassing they hurt. We all have secrets. When it comes to eczema, psoriasis, or atopic dermatitis we need to pu...
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