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  • Traditional: A Poem on Family, Identity, and Breaking the Mold-

    Traditional: A Poem on Family, Identity, and Breaking the Mold-


    Best For:

    advocates of LGBTQ-inclusive family structures, readers interested in modern critiques of traditionalism, and anyone seeking a poetic defense of diverse marital bonds.


    The Vault:

    • The-Sum: A metaphor for how different relationship equations can still result in a valid family unit.
    • The-Bully: Representing the harmful nature of those who use tradition as a weapon of exclusion.
    • Glass-Houses: A classic idiom repurposed to highlight the hypocrisy of those who judge diverse love while leading fractured lives.
    • The-Aisle-The-Broom-The-Fasting: A list of diverse ceremonial symbols from different Christian, African-American, and Pagan cultures. These were used to validate all forms of spiritual and legal union.
    • T-for-T: A specific cultural nod to the strength and validity of trans-for-trans relationships.

    I wrote this poem as a direct response to the narrow definitions of family and marriage that are often used to marginalize the LGBTQ-community. It works as a challenge to the idea that traditional things are under attack. Instead it has suggested that the only thing being challenged is the monopoly on who gets to define love.

    This is a call to recognizing the beauty in our differences and a firm reminder that our families and marriages do not need to look like yours to be sacred.


    “Traditional”


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    Poets-Note:

    In “Traditional” I wanted to strip back the prying eyes of those who preach tradition while failing to uphold the very values they claim to protect. This piece is about reclaiming the altar, the broom, and the bond. I chose to include various types of pairings from roommates to t-for-t couples, because family is defined by the love behind the bond, not the relationship between those involved or their assigned sex at birth.

    True tradition is the act of creating bonds and choosing to spend forever hand-in-hand. When we speak of family, we are speaking of consent, love, and the strength to stand tall in a world that tries to hide behind lies.

    If your version of tradition is built on judging others, then your house is made of glass. I will continue to walk my truth, and I hope this poem gives others the courage to walk theirs, however they choose to define it.


    TLDR:

    • Redefining-Tradition: A sharp critique of hypocritical standards and a celebration of diverse family structures.
    • Inclusive-Love: Explicitly validating wlw, mlm, roommates, and t-for-t couples as legitimate families.
    • Hypocrisy-Exposed: Using metaphor to challenge prying eyes and judgmental traditionalists.
    • Ceremonial-Unity: Honoring the various ways humans commit to each other through fasting rituals, jumping the broom, or walking the aisle.

  • “The Little Girl Inside Me” A Poem on Self-Discovery and Acceptance

    “The Little Girl Inside Me” A Poem on Self-Discovery and Acceptance

    Axton Mitchell age 5 preschool photos 1996 the little girl inside me a poem on self-discipline and acceptance
    Axton Mitchell age 5 pre school

    Best-For:

    Gender nonconforming individuals navigating gender identity or transitions, people engaged in inner-child healing, and readers of contemporary confessional poetry who value lgbtq+ narratives on self-awareness and personal evolution.


    The-Vault:

    • The-Top-Shelf: A metaphor for reaching adulthood and the high vantage point of self-actualization.
    • The-Key: Representing the name and identity that finally fits the lock of the soul.
    • The-Equation: The mathematical necessity of adding my true name, Axton, to find the correct sum of self.
    • Split-in-Two: The internal fracture caused by denying one’s true nature to satisfy societal expectations.
    • A-Real-Boy: A heavy literary and personal nod to the finality and truth of my transgender identity.

    I wrote this piece as a direct bridge between the past and the present. It serves as a vulnerable dialogue with my younger self, Arielle. This poem takes a swing at acknowledging the weight of the lessons learned while navigating the road to becoming Axton.

    It is about the clarity that comes with self-awareness and the profound shift of finally standing in my own truth. It is an exploration of identity and the liberation found when the equation of “I” finally adds up.


    “The Little Girl Inside Me”


    An Original Poem by: Axton N.O. Mithcell

    Love yourself enough to add Axton to the equation 

    Will be the path to finding your true self. 

    You will really know what life is about

    No one could love you before you knew the real you 
    Split in two denying the fact, you are you. 

    Gets us nowhere.
    Either way you are 
    still “a real boy” 
    now and forever. 


    Poets-Note:

    Writing this was an act of reflection on my personal experiences as well as an act of rebellion against a system that says people like me do not exist. For a long time, I viewed my younger self and my current self as two separate entities, but they are inexplicably linked.

    By addressing the girl I used to be, I am not erasing her; I am thanking her for surviving long enough to reach the top shelf and see him. This poem is the moment the “split” ends and the unity begins.

    If there is one thing I hope you take away from this, it is that self-awareness is the key to every locked door on your road to figuring out yourself. You cannot truly be loved by others until you stop denying the person staring back at you in the mirror.

    Transitioning is not just about the destination; it is about having the courage to tell your younger self that it is okay to let go of the names and roles that no longer serve the soul.

    I want to mention that I included an actual picture of me at approx. 5 to 6-years-old to accompany the poem. “The Little Girl Inside Me” is an original reflection on life from a 33-year-old transgender man, Axton N.O. Mitchell.


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    TLDR:

    • Self-Discovery: A honest letter to my younger self about the journey of transitioning and finding my true identity as Axton.
    • Identity-Alignment: Breaking the cycle of seeking external validation to focus on internal self-awareness.
    • Unity-of-Self: Moving past the “split in two” feeling to embrace being a “real boy” now and forever.

  • “The Good Guy” A Raw Poem on Betrayal and Toxic Friendship

    “The Good Guy” A Raw Poem on Betrayal and Toxic Friendship


    Best-For:

    Readers navigating the fallout of a toxic friendship, individuals healing from the sting of a brother turned into a stranger, & anyone who has ignored the neon-red flags of a habitual liar.


    The Vault:

    • The Metaphor: The Chucky reference is a childhood favorite weaponized.
    • The Contrast: The perpetual self-inflicted rain clouds versus the wasted positivity poured into a one-sided bond.
    • The Ending: The stark, modern embarrassment of being “left on delivered” after a lifetime of history.

    I wrote this piece as a confrontation an ex-friend; he suffers from the “Good Guy” archetype. Thus hiding a much darker reality to his personality.

    This poem explores the moment the nostalgia wears off and you realize the person you called a brother was actually plotting on your misery. While kt is also about the heavy lifting you do when carrying someone else’s negativity until you finally drop the weight.


    “The Good Guy Friends Til’ The End”


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    Poet-Note:

    I’ve always felt the need to see things for myself, even when the red flags are blinking right in front of me. This piece reflects that struggle. While also acknowledging my tendency to see things in black-and-white only.

    Watching me work at trying to find meaning in words that were ultimately empty; my realization that some people stay in a cycle of chaos because they refuse to look at the root of their own problems.

    The poem ends with the harsh reality of being “left on delivered.” It serves as a final word to someone who is “worse than buried.” A man who is still breathing but is functionally dead as is the bond we once shared.

    I am choosing to stop wasting positivity on a perpetual rain cloud and acknowledging that the problem was never me.


    TLDR:

    A visceral takedown of a fake friend which uses childhood nostalgia to show his manipulation of others. The poem tracks my journey from ignoring red flags to recognizing a habitual liar’s pattern of sabotage. Where I ultimately concluded that some people are better off left in the isolation they create for themselves.