Open Sorcery

Category: Our Poetry

  • Well, I can’t sleep yet.

    Have this.

    -Allēna

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    It’s pay what you want and any shares would be appreciated, as it helps all of us spread the word!

    -Allēna

  • “depersonalization blues”

    these are the lengths you drove me to 
    I don't write verses anymore, I write indictments 
    I built a twisted empire out of everything you were
    too afraid to touch in all of the places I knew you'd 
    never look, and there, in the shadows, I waited
    you did exactly what I wanted you to do. 

    anger is a tool, I made it into an art form because of you.

    I may be half the things you are but I am everywhere 
    you're not, and that's something to be proud of when
    I could outclass you in my sleep by the time I was 
    fourteen. doesn't that eat you alive?
    knowing that you created the one person who could 
    ever destroy you?

    so go on, sleep soundly now, make those jokes 
    at my expense, tell them all I died or went insane 
    because the joke’s on you -
    I may be crazy, but you made me that way
    and I'm infinitely happier when you're gone
    -Allēna & June, 8/13/2025

  • “watchman”

    I am the blank space you seek in your sorrow
    nothing less and sadly nothing more 
    you are the shooter and I am the spotter
    immortal, ever watchful
    keeping lookout for dangers 
    you and others cannot see

    I am the depth of night, the
    tiny pauses between your 
    syncopated heartbeats
    working double time. 
    in the end, there will be 
    no place for me. 
    I learned a long time ago that
    no one would save me, so 
    I built my armor, piece by piece
    and became the watchman,
    became the tower, built my own
    hell, brick by agonizing brick. 

    did you ever truly love me? 
    or did you love the black void
    canvas you could project 
    everything you wanted and 
    wanted to be onto? 
    do you love me, or do you love
    my silence, the fact that I 
    can read you like a page and
    know you better than you know 
    yourself? 

    there's a reason prophets go mad
    in fiction, you know. we see too
    much, we know too much, we 
    scream warnings to ears unheeding 
    what do you do when I'm not 
    there? do you scream? do you 
    sing? or do you cease to exist 
    like me?

    -Allēna 8/2/2025

  • I went to the poetry workshop with Emerson again today and as such, I come bearing gifts.

    This was the result of a TTRPG roll and it’s called “everything’s coming up lavender”

    i was 17 when you first came to me
    mind threatening to unravel in shades of crimson

    now i swear everything's coming up lavender and
    golden brown, i'm much madder now and 
    while i can't say things are fine in this pit 
    of snakes we live in, at least i feel
    somewhat safe now that i found the melody i
    was looking for 

    the problem is that i sought you high and
    low in all the wrong places, wrote my best songs
    and lines to all the wrong people
    it's sad to say that you found me at my worst, but
    you loved me anyway

    i'm a stubborn piece of shit and i know 
    you know that, so are you
    that's part of why i love you so fucking much
    neither of us know when to quit when we know exactly what we want

    so are we living the dream? maybe not yet
    but do we have the grit to get there?
    absofuckinglutely. and one thing's for certain
    i know i will never be bored again

    so thank you. thank you for not
    giving up on this raging bitch 
    thank you for sticking it out because
    i loved you endlessly then and i love you endlessly now

    -Allēna 8/3/2025

    Here's the TTRPG if you want to snag a copy for yourself!
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  • So I hear y’all like TTRPGs on here.

    My poetry writing TTRPG is included in the bundle that just went live today (I’ll include a widget so you can find it directly), and I’ll post links to examples of poems I’ve written using it as well.

    The TTRPG:

    Some examples:

    One
    Two – “letter to theseus”
    Three
    Four – “a brief inquiry into the shape of time”
    Five – “sin eater”
    Six – “ariadne’s thread”
    Seven – “queer pressure”

    All six of these poems were written using Infinite Poems, and it’s helped me become a better poet and writer overall. I hope it helps y’all, too. Please don’t hesitate to reach out, tag me in what you make, and share this with your friends, foes, and anyone still under review!

    -Allēna

  • y’all get a two for one special tonight. this one’s called “queer pressure”.

    after careful consideration, i have determined

    that i didn’t know what it was like to put space between the 
    world and me, so i held everything and everyone at
    an artificial distance while seeing too close, held everything
    i ever earned in a vise grip and let myself slip into
    the grip of my vices

    i stared into the void so long that it blinked before i did 
    and then i mistook the deep nothing of it for your eyes
    until there was nothing left but a deep, deep hole

    here’s the thing about an addiction, though -
    admitting you have it is the first step toward vindication

    -Allēna 8/2/2025

  • this one is called “sin eater”.

    i think you seared ghosts into my bones
    down deep into the marrow

    and time may be round, but i am forced to remain here
    suffering, as all of time’s rivers and streams flow back into me
    and the specters of all the things you whispered and lies you screamed
    are made to ride with me too

    i am not religious, but i am spiritual
    and i am your confessor, always have been, 
    and i worry i always will be 
    grayscale, amoral, atemporal priest of these jagged streets
    i am the one person who will never forgive you
    no matter how hard you try to forget me

    where can i go and who can i turn to
    who can unmake, unbaptize, undo what you did to me
    when you already tried me by fire and inducted me 
    into your thorny order? so this is my confession:
    i didn’t want this, no matter how much you think i needed it
    and this life of yours? you can keep it

    -Allēna 8/2/2025

  • “a brief inquiry into the shape of time”

    “you can always say no” is the second oldest lie
    there is, up there with “you will always be mine”
    and if that seems wrong to you, consider the following -
    i left you because you were too close a mirror to all 
    the things i swore had claws and drank away to sleep at night
    and i will always elude you because you vowed to face me and never could
    -Allēna 8/1/2025
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  • “to be the lightning”

    when the lightning strikes me back
    and my cracked-cup mind can no longer hold
    all the subtle fire it’s meant to contain
    find me at the edge of a cold, dark place

    i wanted to be the lightning,
    not simply the bearer of it, 
    but sometimes both dream and nightmare
    outpace me and i cannot find my way home

    so if the world begins to slant 
    remind my parched mouth
    that i am both cupbearer and bitter wine
    reforge both sides of my twisted spine

    when the lightning 
    strikes 
    me 
    back

    -Allēna 7/31/2025
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