Alana Solin
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SNAP
Data
the most plural
the most public
learn avoidance
The cuttings flourish
with my absence
which is convenient
and not to blame
Eye contact
key stroke
the geological column
are witless
The adult body is
an indefensible idea
SIX STORIES
Ink descends visibly
into water. I lure
the triptych of your head
away from the window, which
holds between its panels
a secret presence, a dead link.
The rooms escape me
yet matte yet glinting.
From beyond recognition
I stroke your hair.
Biographical Statement:
Alana Solin is a writer from New Jersey. Her poems have appeared in Dream Pop Journal, jubilat, and Lammergeier Magazine. You can find more of her work at alanasol.in.