Our Poetry – Open Sorcery

Eight wrote this in 2022.

Mar 22, 2026

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in Allēna’s Posts, Eight’s Things, Our Poetry

it’s images like this i’d live and die for kept securely within my chest, a less piercing form of homesickness more beautiful – you aren’t here and yet i feel – and i want you -as if you were in the next room it’s been years and i am just now telling you things that…

I woke up and I had to type this out before I lost it.

Mar 19, 2026

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Ashley Halliwell

in Allēna’s Posts, Our Poetry

I look at the fireworks show that has become of my life and call each spark and sparklesomething different, divorced from meas if I were watching the show on a field on the 4th of July and it isn’t my own life that keeps exploding – ~this came to me in a dream -Allēna 3/19/2026

Mk and I are going to be doing another joint reading!

Mar 18, 2026

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Ashley Halliwell

in Allēna’s Posts, Our Poetry

This time it will be in my Discord server, the opensorceryy club. It’s on March 31 at 8PM and I hope I see y’all there 💛 mk will be reading selections from its recently published chapbook, Different With Him, and I will be reading some very queer pieces from my most recent zine, Fear Not…

I performed “thirsty ghost” tonight at Linneman’s.

Mar 17, 2026

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Ashley Halliwell

in Allēna’s Posts, Our Poetry

-Allēna

“thirsty ghost”

Mar 16, 2026

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Ashley Halliwell

in Allēna’s Posts, Our Poetry

you lived thirstyyou wanted to set yourself on fire – and in the end, you succeededin glorious, standing room only effigyplanned to the last detail as only you could do I sang at your funeral but it never quite felt like the end I carried all the crushing weight of youwhen it felt like the…

I wrote this at workshop today.

Feb 2, 2026

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Ashley Halliwell

in Castor’s Posts, Our Poetry

I am the candle you allowed to go outyou would bind yourself to me but you’d neverbleed for meand if you had fifty million words to say what you meant or anything at allyou’d ramble on, talking in circles and in your haunted sound and your fury, you’d saynothing – did I ever mean a…

“supplication”

Jan 12, 2026

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Ashley Halliwell

in Allēna’s Posts, Our Poetry

you have taken the world that I wasand left me empty craving longingis there anything that I can use to fill the chasm on the side of the bed where you once slept I stumble home if I can even still call it that for in the taking, you took more than just yourself you…

I wrote this today.

Jan 10, 2026

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Ashley Halliwell

in Allēna’s Posts, Our Poetry

It’s called “the denouement”. It’s about Zelda. 13 years 13 yearsI peered through the bars ofyour wintry love into the flame and I saw the future laying on the kitchen floor in 2022 -13 years 13 years and decreasing – I declared to you that you’d see the end of it allbut not much more…