William Blake — The Sick Rose “O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm That flies in the night…” Read by Ashmore † Full works and transmissions: cultofashmore.com #WilliamBlake #TheSickRose #PoetryReading #DarkPoetry #SpokenWord #Shorts

We are very close to issue number one of BIG FAT TOAD. 31 Haiku und short poem are waiting for you! #poetry #haikus

Stephen Crane’s poem “In the desert,” read as ritual by Ashmore. “In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial” † Ashmore remembers. † Ritual readings of poetry, fragments, and myth. cultofashmore.com #StephenCrane #PoetryReading #DarkPoetry #SpokenWord #Shorts

Maryellen Brady Salt in Rain “What was ME dissolves… Salt in Rain.” @mebradyauthor.bsky.social Read by Ashmore † #maryellenbrady #poetryreading #darkpoetry #ritual #poetrycommunity #spokenword

Emily Dickinson “I died for Beauty – but was scarce.” Read by Ashmore † Full works: cultofashmore.com #darkpoetry #dickinson #poetry #horror #ritual

Bloodwing walks. From ash, from bone, from unasked birth. Okkult VI — Bloodwing born. cicadacult.substack.com/p/bloodwing #boosky #horror #ritual #poetry

A Week in Substack poetry Issue 28 is out! Read 10 poems from independent writers! #Poet #Poetry #PoetrySky #poetrycommunity #Writer #writingcommunity #AuthorSky #BookSky #IndieAuthor open.substack.com/pub/tilttilt...

While carving words set in the grim times of World War II, I felt something was wrong. So today I walked through a KZ memorial. Devastating. The story of this walk will be told, but only on the secret list. buttondown.com/ashmore #horror #writing #nazi #memorial #history

Nailday. Last day of winter. Witness. cicadacult.substack.com/p/nailday #horror #ritual #witness #booksky

Every inch of land grows its fables in mud. Rootlike fingers— dig deep, hold tight. Look, up high— young birds everywhere. Summer is for dreaming; winter cleans the sky. Who remembers roots? Ancient. Still alive. † #ritualpoetry #darkpoetry #mythicpoetry #ancientroots #pagan

Unholy Duality began as a wound. Now it is ritual. The pain became part of Okkult. Some of you will still recognize the wound. † cicadacult.substack.com/p/unholy-dua... #darkpoetry #ritual #transformation #poetry #booksky

The wind blows down leaves from a tree— often old, always weak. Sometimes—sadly— young and green. † #ashmore #ritual #leaves #cicadacult #death #pain

On this day I again heard the many voices of RUIN: Ashmore has known them since his first breath. I have torn out my eyelids, so that I might never sleep. I witness RUIN: Hear what was summoned by E.M. Ruiz. cicadacult.substack.com/p/ruin † #horror #narration #demon #ritual #darkpoetry

The law of the stars: What seems meaningful is a rotten apple in the sun. What seems fruitless may yet change the young. † #ancient #wisdom #darkverse #ritual #poetry #transformation #mythic

Do not wait to be summoned. Stand ready at the edge of rage. Blódfest kommt. There, the demons talk. Soon. Follow the mark: cultofashmore.bandcamp.com † #horror #audiobook #narration

Kasra of the Cracks nearly took me. Three blue demons now speak; red and gray remain. Listen/Read for free: cicadacult.substack.com/p/kasra-of-t... #horror #booksky #reading #narration #darkfiction

Desert Wind. It is bitter. Bitter. An echo to Crane's "In the desert". Read for free: open.substack.com/pub/cicadacu... #poetry #fiction #horror #writing #booksky #fiction #supernatural

Water over my skull. Washing away sorrow, cleaning me of mold. Preparing me for the stars. I am ready for the shift. Let me go. † #deathpoem #ritual #poetry #darkpoetry #fiction (Photo: Polina Kuzovkova / Unsplash, modified by Ashmore)

The strong do not feel the doubt of the weak. I trust the burning minds– candles standing tall against the wind. Their fragile light whispers in the dark: forbidden sacred questions. The weak are strong. The strong rot soon. † cicadacult.substack.com #myth #ritual #doubt #candlesinthewind

The Altar opens. ko-fi.com/ashmore #KofiVideoChallenge #ritual #darkpoetry #horror

Marasme. The Lesser Evil. The second demon has spoken. Five remain. † Listen & Read: cicadacult.substack.com/p/the-lesser... #horror #narration #audiobook #ancient #demon #booksky 🎧📚 🩸📚 💙

A blade of black steel, a world woven from ash. Mutemaker (Okkult III): a ritual poem of grief, rebellion, and mythic hunger. Read for free: cicadacult.substack.com/p/mutemaker #Okkult #darkpoetry #folklore #myth #booksky 🎧📚 🩸📚 💙

Dagavik. Lord of the Unseen. The first demon has spoken. Six remain. † Listen & Read: cicadacult.substack.com/p/dagavik-lo... #horror #narration #audiobook #ancient #demon #booksky 🎧📚 🩸📚 💙

A letter from the son of trees. Words: cicadacult.substack.com/p/a-letter-f... Audio: cicadacult.substack.com/p/a-letter-f... #nature #farewell #myth

The sixth demon chose me. †

Witchdance Read Okkult II for free on Substack: cicadacult.substack.com/p/witchdance #witches #horror #fantasy #darkfantasy #ritual #poetry #darkpoetry #booksky

Deathspells from a dead womb. Read it on Substack: cicadacult.substack.com/p/deathspell... #horror #darkpoetry #fantasy #ritual #fables #deathspells #booksky

The Manifesto of Kraft. For those who need it. open.substack.com/pub/cicadacu... #addiction #ritual #darkpoetry

Ashmore opens the circle. Seven mouths. Seven truths. Your demon speaks. I will be its voice. † cicadacult.substack.com/p/submit-you... #TheDemonTalks #Dämonen #callforsubmissions #writer #horror #occult

Yael lost her name. A short story on Substack. Free. Based in #WW2. No #horror this time. But about existence in #holocaust. cicadacult.substack.com/p/yael-lost-...

A short story reading. For lovers of #horror and intense narration. Hear the demon talking in „The Ritual Of Rot“ open.substack.com/pub/cicadacu... #audiobook #ritual #scary

A memory from 1993. cicadacult.substack.com/p/the-light-...

The ritual has begun. A reading of @gamourtian.bsky.social #poem "bloodletting i" cicadacult.substack.com/p/bloodletti... #poetry #darkfiction #horror #ritual

As a kid, I was beaten up for hiding in a closet. I would have loved to have a wall. A new, free short story: cicadacult.substack.com/p/tourists-o... #horror #existential #fiction

We all play a role in this nightmare called life. Most are forgotten. Like me. Some are remembered. Does it matter? Not at all. #life #nightmare #existence #ritual

About My Lies. cicadacult.substack.com/p/about-my-l... #darkpoetry #poetry #ritual #transmission #deathpoem

I name their fear. I know their needles. I am Okkult. † Arriving soon. cicadacult.substack.com/p/okkult-i-f... #poetry #dark #ritual #art

This is my pain. I wrote it for everyone who needs it. Who walks the same dirty road. † substack.com/home/post/p-... #poetry #manifest #addiction #writing #ritual

This Sunday: the cicadas scream again. Not fiction. No escape. A manifest. Klarheit kommt. The abyss ends Sunday. † open.substack.com/pub/cicadacu... #addiction #poetry #ritual

You are the obstacle. Let You go. It becomes words. No more borders. † #poetry #art #existentialism #ritual

Steal one book—you’re a thief. Steal many—you’re a robber. Steal them all—and you are... Meta. #ai #meta #facebook

Always survive. Adapt as needed. Never bend. Write stories. Write poems. Craft music. Forget the noise. Fear is the enemy of your work. † #poetry #art #fear

All dark times are followed by great change.

Poetry isn’t just words. This one killed one of ours. Don’t despair. These days of hate: Art is the answer. You are the answer. They beat us: we hit back. They force #fascism: we resist. They bring #war: we are war. Poetry is war. cicadacult.substack.com/p/stalin-epi... #poetry #art #resistance

Every day, the needles call me— back to my deathbed. † The tragedy of a thousand creators burns, rising again. † Ending the solitude of words, making them whole— while I wither. #writing #poetry #solitude

The next audio reading on Ashmore Transmissions drops Sunday. Some of you will unsubscribe. If you’re among them— I wish you well. The cult moves. † open.substack.com/pub/cicadacu... #poetry #resistance #ritual #spokenword

The sounds are mixed. The dead are ready. Go to their church. Hear them sing — Sunday. Ashmore Transmissions. cicadacult.substack.com/s/ashmore-tr...

You rhyme. That’s not poetry. Replace reality with images. Make images move. Make them breathe. I adore you. That is poetry. #poetry #writing

Why do you write? To heal? To get rich? If you don’t know, your pain is shallow. Your words will read like the ones in the newspaper. I write to heal. I write so the young don’t have to feel alone. I write because what comes after me matters more than what happens to me. #writing

Little Light. A new #horror story based in #Japan. substack.com/home/post/p-...