Author & Advocate 📓
Brand Marketing & AI Researcher
I'm Andrya Allen, and I'm genuinely glad you're here. ✨
A quick bit about me:
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I am a leader in AI, a poet with a memoir-in-verse, and a speaker on brand marketing technology.
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I am Chief of Growth & Managing Partner at The Nine Digital Agency.
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I am the Founder of Vox Verba, a brand marketing research tool.
Keynote Speaker & AI Ethics Advocate
I invite you to schedule me as a speaker for your next event.
Trusted by the National Communication Association and featured in the New York Times, I offer an interdisciplinary look at AI, marketing, and mental wellness.
Let's talk about how AI impacts our daily lives, with actionable strategies to promote technologies that serve us ethically.
Based on event feedback, what truly sets me apart at events is my ability to connect on a personal level.
Order my debut poetry collection, a lyrical memoir-in-verse
I invite readers into a vivid emotional world driven by introspection.
LIGHTWORK ranks in the top of memoir poetry and inspiration on Amazon's best-seller list.
In the collection, you'll find public advocacy works on addiction and healing from PTSD, intimate peeks into daily moments, and immersive imagery that keeps you reading more.
Lightwork:
Words from an Activator
This collection is a transformative journey with the raw, bold memoir-in-verse poetic style of author Andrya Allen. Her debut collection topped Amazon’s 100 best seller list for poetry and inspirational collections.
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Poetry: All My Radishes
May 20, 2020
all my radishes are spicybright magenta or redsome kind of purpleyou want to put in your mouth
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Prose: At The Table
May 17, 2020
At the table, we kept a vase that never had flowers but always asked for some.
One year, I ripped branches from the bushes on the way home from sch...
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Prose: Clements Road
May 11, 2020
I was looking for a place I used to go as a little girl.
I’d get off the bus at bottom of the wooded hill near where Amy’s Daddy lives....
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Recent News
Poetry: All My Radishes
May 20, 2020
all my radishes are spicybright magenta or redsome kind of purpleyou want to put in your mouth
Read More
Prose: At The Table
May 17, 2020
At the table, we kept a vase that never had flowers but always asked for some.
One year, I ripped branches from the bushes on the way home from sch...
Read More
Prose: Clements Road
May 11, 2020
I was looking for a place I used to go as a little girl.
I’d get off the bus at bottom of the wooded hill near where Amy’s Daddy lives....
Read More
