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  • Joe Rogan and Transphobia: How His Platform Amplifies Harmful Narratives

    Joe Rogan and Transphobia: How His Platform Amplifies Harmful Narratives

    Joe Rogan, one of the most influential podcasters in the world, has repeatedly used his platform to promote harmful ideas about transgender people. While some of his commentary may appear casual or comedic, the cumulative effect of his words perpetuates misinformation and stigmatizes a community already facing high levels of discrimination.

    Rogan has publicly misgendered prominent trans figures, including Caitlyn Jenner, suggesting that her transition is more performative than authentic. He has hosted guests like Abigail Shrier, whose controversial book Irreversible Damage promotes the debunked theory of “rapid-onset gender dysphoria,” framing trans youth as victims of social contagion rather than individuals with valid experiences of gender dysphoria. By amplifying these perspectives without critical challenge, Rogan normalizes skepticism and hostility toward trans identities.

    Sports have also been a recurring theme in Rogan’s rhetoric. His comments on transgender athletes such as Fallon Fox and Lia Thomas frame their participation as inherently unfair, emphasizing biological differences in a way that dismisses the reality of trans athletes’ lived experiences and the inclusive policies many organizations employ. These remarks reinforce the false narrative that trans people are threats to cisgender norms rather than competitors on equal footing.

    Beyond interviews, Rogan’s own material often veers into transphobic humor. His Netflix special Burn the Boats included jokes that mocked transgender people, contributing to a culture that trivializes their existence and struggles. Even seemingly absurd claims, like the debunked “litter box in schools” rumor, have been repeated by Rogan, giving them credibility in the eyes of his massive audience.

    The impact of such commentary is not hypothetical. Public figures with massive reach have a measurable influence on social attitudes, and when misinformation is normalized on platforms like The Joe Rogan Experience, it can fuel legislation that restricts trans rights, embolden harassment, and create hostile environments in schools and workplaces.

    Holding influencers accountable is not about silencing opinions… it’s about recognizing the power that comes with a platform and the real-world consequences of amplifying harmful narratives. For Rogan, casual dismissal or mockery of trans experiences contributes to a broader pattern of marginalization, one that demands critical scrutiny rather than passive consumption.

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  • Joyful Actions That Promote Change

    Joyful Actions That Promote Change

    Creating meaningful change can feel overwhelming if you’re not sure where to start, but it doesn’t have to be. Change is built through consistent, joyful actions. These are small steps that add up to a bigger impact over time. In this guide, you’ll learn ways to make a difference weekly, monthly, and bimonthly. Each action is explained with practical examples, so no matter your experience or resources, you can start contributing immediately. At the end, you can download 3 full checklists and a bonus checklist for easy reference.

    One of the easiest ways to begin creating an impact is by taking small, weekly actions that are actionable and meaningful. We also added joy to the mix to give a reward to ourselves for becoming the change. For instance, sending a supportive message or email to a minority-led organization might seem simple, but it can make a real difference. Even a brief note like “Hi, I just wanted to thank you for your work; it inspires me…” can boost morale and let these organizations know that their efforts are seen and appreciated.

    Using or purchasing from minority-owned businesses is another small but powerful action. By intentionally supporting products or services from these businesses, you’re directly contributing to economic empowerment. You can find minority-owned businesses through directories like Buy Black, Official Black Wall Street, or even local listings. Even one small purchase counts.

    Learning one new fact about minority histories or cultures each week expands your understanding and counters misinformation. Things like reading an article, watching a short video, or listening to a podcast, then sharing what you learned with a friend. Over time, these small learnings compound into a deeper awareness that influences your daily choices and conversations.

    Calling out or politely correcting biased language or assumptions is another way to take weekly action. It doesn’t need to be confrontational; calmly explaining why a comment is harmful helps educate those around you and encourages accountability. Similarly, sharing a verified minority achievement or resource with someone… like a news story, a blog post, or a social media feature can help amplify important voices and keep these accomplishments visible.

    Self-care also counts as an action. Taking time for yourself by going for a hike, cooking a favorite meal, doing a face mask, getting your nails done, reading a book, or listening to uplifting music can keep you grounded and energized for advocacy. You simply signing an online petition or joining a letter campaign are other ways to use your voice and influence policy. Finally, expressing gratitude publicly or privately to minority changemakers reinforces positive recognition and strengthens community bonds.

    Monthly actions give you a chance to take slightly bigger steps that still fit within a manageable schedule. Participating in a virtual or local minority-supporting event, like a webinar, a virtual or local open mic, a lecture, or a cultural celebration. These expose you to new perspectives and help you connect with the work being done. Things like trying one new minority cultural experience: cooking a traditional dish, exploring music, or viewing art, can be a joyful way to learn and share culture, either with friends or online communities.

    Self-paced online workshops on allyship or cultural understanding are perfect for deeper learning. You can take them on your own schedule, allowing you to reflect and use what you learn at your own pace. Volunteering remotely for advocacy or awareness tasks, such as moderating online discussions, sharing resources, or helping campaigns These let you contribute meaningfully without needing to attend in person.

    By documenting and celebrating a minority achievements by writing a short post, vlogging, or highlighting someone on social media. You spread positivity and recognition. Sending letters or emails to officials advocating for inclusive policies is another actionable step, giving your voice weight in shaping decisions. When you highlight a minority-owned business or creator in your network it increases visibility and supports economic empowerment. Lastly, reflecting on and sharing a story or resource related to minority rights, even in casual conversation or online posts, expands understanding and encourages others to engage.

    Bi-monthly actions involve taking on larger, more flexible commitments that can still be done by anyone. Supporting or amplifying existing minority-led projects or campaigns is one way to have a broader impact. This could mean sharing updates online, signing up for notifications, or contributing in small ways. Promoting scholarship, grant, or resource programs created by minority leaders, expands opportunities for others and can be done digitally.

    When you advocate for systemic change through remote actions, like policy emails or participating in online, you allow anyone a voice in shaping outcomes. Volunteering flexibly for advocacy by things like resource sharing, digital organization, or communications allows you to make an impact when you can. Celebrating minority achievements in your community, either publicly or online, reinforces visibility and encouragement.

    If you can create optional joyful projects to amplify minority voices you have another avenue. You can contribute creatively, write, draw, record, or otherwise produce something meaningful. Implementing a new supportive habit, like sharing resources, mentoring via email, or spotlighting stories, builds consistent impact. Finally, joining or supporting digital coalitions or advocacy groups allows participation in campaigns, discussions, and advocacy initiatives. This connects you to larger networks.

    Occasionally, you might want to take on high-impact actions. This could be going to a protest or rally, signing major petitions, or participating in legislative campaigns. These give your voice significant weight. You may want to call or write officials about urgent minority issues which directly engages policy influence. You may help a family member or friend understand and support minority causes or spread awareness in your immediate community. You may decide to go no-contact with harmful individuals or companies, donate to high-impact minority-led organizations, organize awareness events, or volunteer in person. These all can be transformative actions, and are optional but powerful ways to amplify your impact.

    Change is built through consistent, joyful actions that anyone can take. By following this guide, incorporating weekly, monthly, and bi-monthly steps, and exploring the Bonus Round opportunities, you can make a meaningful difference in supporting minority communities. Start small, celebrate progress, and remember that your actions whether big or small all add up.

    Below are the checklist images to view you can download them for free from my gumroad and Payhip as well.

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  • Exploring Cuyahoga Valley National Park and Nelson’s Ledges

    Exploring Cuyahoga Valley National Park and Nelson’s Ledges

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    The whole gangs here outside Devils ice box

    Hiking Journal: Cuyahoga Valley National Park and Nelson’s Ledges State Park. Rocks, Trails, Laughs, and a Sunset Swim

    Today I hiked Cuyahoga Valley National Park… starting with the shorter trail to Brandywine Falls. The waterfall had a lot less water than typical I think but it was still a pleasure to see… The trail was lined with a boat load of fossils as a lot in Ohio are.

    Brandywine falls CVNP Ohio
    Brandywine falls

    Next, I explored the ledges area inside Cuyahoga Valley, where massive, moss-draped rock formations rose like ancient towers around us. I ran my hands over the rough stone… feeling the weight of time pressed into every crack and crevice

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    Ghost pipe

    I yelled the classic line “Jack, paint me like your French girls” at my buddy Jack… exactly like in Titanic… sprawled out on a rock under a ledge. It was ridiculous and hilarious… so I did it again… on a tree limb at Nelson’s Ledges State Park. My friends Jack Trisha and I laughed so hard at those moments… pure, wild fun that cut through the whole day.

    We drove to Nelson’s Ledges State Park next and took the loop trail… exploring Devil’s Hole and Devil’s Icebox. The cave was cold and dark… a welcome break from the sun. Moss covered the giant rocks thickly here as well … and webs sliced across the surfaces like delicate art. One web even contained a mushroom it was too cute. Oh yea I spotted a frog in Devil’s Icebox… well it actually scared the shit out of me diving into the water in the dark. I

    The waterfall there was anticlimactic… we ended up on the top and we walked across it, which i had gotten amped about the sound must have echoed through the rocks. When we got to the bottom I was searching for a view or the bottom everywhere but all I found was a giant rock to perch on. Far above, I spotted a tiny trickle of water… so small it felt like nature was trolling me.

    After the hike, we ended up driving to Euclid beach to rockhound and finish the day swimming in Erie… the water cool and cleansing after the long day on the trails. We watched the sunset paint the sky in fiery colors… a perfect close to an intense day of exploration and laughter.

    A man laying on rocks at the ledges
    Paint me like one of your French girls

    All day long I kept filling my pockets with rocks… smooth ones, jagged ones, colorful ones… little trophies from the wild. I even twerked on a ledge because sometimes you just have to own your weirdness in the woods.

    Honestly the whole day felt like natural therapy for body and soul.

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    Twerking

    The day started with wild joy. You know the kind that fills your lungs and makes your chest ache with laughter. I was yelling and joking with Jack, doing dumb poses like my usual goofy self sprawling out on rocks and trees. Those moments were pure freedom… a break from everything weighing on me. The trails, the waterfalls, the smoke drifting through my lungs… all felt like a balm. For a while, I was untouchable… fully alive in the moment.

    But living with BPD means the pendulum swings fast and hard. Just as I felt that raw joy, a wave of grief would crash in without warning as usual. On the drive home, the joy shattered. I cried for nearly half the trip. I wanted so badly to tell my mom about the day… about every rock I picked up, every waterfall I saw, every ridiculous pose I pulled. She’s been gone almost four years. She loved the outdoors as fiercely as I do. I could almost feel her walking beside me on those trails, but I couldn’t tell her any of it. That silence hit harder than any fall.

    The grief wasn’t just sadness… it was a stabbing loneliness wrapped in frustration and helplessness. It tangled with memories of her voice, her laughter, her love for nature. I replayed moments in my head, wishing I could share the day’s wildness with her, the funny moments, the stunning views, the tiny frog in the Devil’s Icebox. Instead, I had to carry it all alone.

    That’s the cruel edge of BPD… the intensity of feeling everything all at once. The joy and pain live side by side, sometimes so close you can’t tell where one ends and the other begins. I laugh out loud and then dissolve into tears minutes later. It’s exhausting and relentless but also part of what makes me who I am. I just know she would have ate the ledges up. And that makes me feel as if I’m losing her all over again each time. Instead of just whatever grief is I feel the entire weight repeating itself again and again each time I go through these “waves.”

    Even with the crushing grief, there’s a stubborn hope. Hiking those trails, swimming in Erie’s water, watching the sunset… it all grounded me. It reminded me that life keeps moving… that moments of wild joy and deep sorrow can coexist. That I can survive the rollercoaster, even when it feels like I’m drowning.

    I carry my mom with me on every hike… in every rock, every ledge, every waterfall. She’s the silent witness to my wildness and my pain. Not being able to tell her feels like a wound that never will heal. But maybe that’s why I keep going back to the trails… to feel close to her again, to live out loud, to be unapologetically myself.

    This day was everything. It was loud laughter, sharp grief, and a fierce refusal to stop moving forward. That’s the truth of living with BPD and loss. It’s messy and raw and brutally beautiful.

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  • What Changes Do I Want My Blog to Make in the World?

    What Changes Do I Want My Blog to Make in the World?

    What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?

    Hi I’m Axton, and I will make a difference.

    I am a transgender man, an advocate, and above all, someone who believes deeply in the power of change. Change, not just for myself, but for every person who has been pushed to the margins of society. This blog exists to serve as an inclusive platform. I want to help build a future where all minorities can live with dignity, respect, and full access to the things that make life meaningful: books to feed our minds, food to nourish our bodies, clean water to sustain us, and electricity to light our paths (just to hit the key points). To me, social justice advocacy isn’t just a political term, but a way of life. And a vital continuation of the ongoing struggle for human rights and dignity for all.

    We live in a world that too often judges people based on narrow definitions of worth. One where differences divide instead of unite us. I believe that our differences should be the very reason we love and support each other more fiercely, not less. As the saying goes, “You can’t judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree.” We are not all made to succeed by the same standards or walk the same paths. Yet, that’s what makes humanity so rich and powerful. Our unique experiences, perspectives, and identities are not weaknesses to be fixed but strengths to be celebrated.

    For years, I have watched countless minority voices be erased or silenced. Their stories buried under layers of misunderstanding, prejudice, and oppression. As a transgender man, I know how painful it is to feel invisible or judged for simply existing. That pain fuels my passion for this blog and my dream to create a platform where every marginalized voice can be heard loud and clear.

    I want this blog to be a beacon for all people who have been robbed of their voice, their history, or their chance to thrive. Through poetry, essays, zines, art work and community projects, I’m working to build a grassroots indie publishing space where creators from all walks of life, whether trans, queer, disabled, Indigenous, Black, Brown, or otherwise marginalized, can share their truths without fear of censorship or erasure.

    My vision extends beyond art or words. I dream of a world where access to the essentials of life like books, food, electricity, clean water, is a universal right, not a privilege reserved for the few. This is about equity in the most fundamental sense. No one should be denied the ability to learn, to eat, to light their home, or to drink clean water because of who they are, what they have to offer, or where they come from. These are the building blocks of freedom, and until they are accessible to all, our work is far from done.

    This blog is my call to action. It is a place to foster understanding, compassion, and radical love. A love that sees difference not as a threat but as a reason to come together, to fight for justice, and to create communities that celebrate every shade of identity and experience.

    I want to challenge readers to rethink what success and ability mean. We don’t all thrive in the same way, and that’s okay. Judging someone by a narrow standard is not only unfair. It systematically erases the beautiful complexity of human life. Instead, we must build systems and societies that recognize and uplift diverse ways of living and knowing.

    The change I want this blog to make is a shift toward justice, empathy, and empowerment. It is a commitment to amplifying minority voices that have been pushed aside, to honoring every story, and to fighting for a world where all people have the resources and respect they deserve.

    This is not a journey I take alone. I invite allies, fellow creators, and advocates to join me in this mission. Together, we can rewrite the narrative, restore stolen histories, and create a future where every voice matters. Then every person will know they have value.

    Because at the end of the day, our differences are not barriers, they are bridges. And through those bridges, we will build a world rooted in love, justice, and freedom for all.

  • Who Is Poeaxtry_? Authentic Personal Brand, Advocacy & Creativity.

    Who Is Poeaxtry_? Authentic Personal Brand, Advocacy & Creativity.

    Interviewing Myself: Who Am I?

    Q: What are you about?

    I stand for empathy, kindness, and radical inclusion. I fight for the right to be different and believe every human deserves equality and respect. My morals are rooted in advocacy and dismantling discrimination in all its ugly forms. I was 7 years old. I first remember my mom explaining to me why I shouldn’t treat her clients differently. & from that moment on, I knew bullying was wrong. That is truly sad when you think about the time some of you learned this.

    Q: What hobbies and interests fuel you?

    Poetry, rock hounding, rock tumbling, spell crafting, hiking, kayaking, camping, fishing, and so much more. I thrive in creative flow and nature’s raw energy. I excel in the heat and dirt; when sweat is covering my hair and shirt.

    Q: Outside writing and creating, what excites you?

    Swim, kayak, hang out with my doggy and the kitties. Witchcraft, reading, and playing video games.

    Q: What are you definitely not about?

    Bullies, especially adult ones. Racism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, fascism. You know what, actually, fuck all phobias and ism bullshit and those who embody them. I can’t stand the cold; meaning the air and your tude.

    Q: What adjectives do not describe you?

    Quiet, boring, afraid. Just to name a few.

    Q: What don’t you want people to think about you?

    That I’m someone who tolerates inequality or doesn’t fight for the rights of everyone in humanity. I have always been one to know all humanity is equal and deserving I’d hate someone think the opposite.

    Q: What are your defining characteristics?

    Empathy, kindness, and the ability to include and uplift everyone. My loud ass mouth and my yellow ass attitude.

    Q: What do friends and family say about you?

    They call me hyper, loved, soft, a golden retriever, a good man, poetic, passionate, and an advocate. Someone who they can depend on.

    Q: What are your core values?

    Advocacy for policies that protect human rights, commitment to dismantling discrimination, activism, and honoring the diversity of human experience.

    Q: What causes matter most to you?

    Human rights, abortion access, marriage equality, healthcare justice, and the fight against harmful legislation as a whole. Ending the bullshit minorities are facing from Gaza to Ukraine and back to The USA.

    Q: Are these central to your brand and goals?

    Absolutely. I wouldn’t be me and my brand wouldn’t be by me if it weren’t. Would it?

    Q: What’s unique about you?

    I was a boy with boobies. I have a serious vitamin D deficiency. It makes me take a boatload of supplements. The creator forgot my other D too. So the struggle is real.

    Q: What are your short-term and long-term goals?

    Short-term: Keep creating new solo and collaborative projects, and grow my community.

    Long-term: Build a name and a publishing press that uplifts minorities and pays them fairly for their incredible work.

    Q: What are your strengths?

    I lead with empathy. While I hold space for grief, rage, softness, and transformation. I’m an advocate, especially for those who are silenced, overlooked, or underestimated. My creativity is wide-reaching and adaptable. I’m deeply intuitive. I connect dots most people miss. I build community in a way that makes people feel like they belong. I live my life with resilience, knowing I can be the storm or the calm sky. And more. Always more.

    Q: Is there one thing you do exceptionally well?

    Yeah. I take chaos and turn it into clarity. Whether it’s through a poem, a piece of handmade rock art, or helping someone feel seen. I try to take the raw, messy, painful stuff and turn it into something honest, haunting, and healing. And sometimes even beautiful.

    Q: What impact do you want to make?

    I want to foster real change. I want people to see me. I want them to realize, “Hey, I know someone trans.” There are more of us than you think, even if you don’t see us. Passing doesn’t matter, visibility does. Just because you don’t know every trans person is trans doesn’t make us exist any less.

    Q: Do your personal and business brands overlap?

    Completely. In more ways than one. I couldn’t think of business model names or my future platforms because I just incorporate all of me.

    Q: Why are you building a personal brand?

    To foster change, help others, and bring my authentic self and community together.

    Q: Are you breaking into the creator economy?

    Hell yes. I can only hope.

    Q: Are you building a business, a product, or a space?

    All of it of course. I have a business, products, and a space for connection and growth.

    Q: Are you creating a professional image to secure funding or partnerships?

    I hope so, but mostly to help and uplift others.

    Q: How will you create unique value for your audience?

    A: By blending literature, identity, and honesty into interactive work. My poetry, zines, e-books, and collaboration projects with meaning. I don’t just share; I connect. I create spaces where people feel seen, and remind them that their voice matters. While also giving them a place to share and a platform to publish on.

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  • A Queer Thing I Was Afraid to Love Out Loud; Nail polish

    A Queer Thing I Was Afraid to Love Out Loud; Nail polish

    No Not False Nails

    I don’t do acrylics. Don’t do anything long or flashy. Just my own short nails, black on all of them. Sometimes, if I feel like it, the ring fingers get a pop of color. Just those two. Nothing loud. But it says enough.

    I used to be scared to do even that. Painting my nails felt like asking for attention I didn’t want, the wrong kind. The “what are you trying to prove?” kind. The “that’s not what boys do” kind.

    So I didn’t. I left my hands bare and acted like it didn’t matter. Like it wasn’t something I thought about every time I saw someone else pull it off without flinching.

    I wanted it, so Now I do it.

    But I wanted it. Always did.

    And now I do it. Black polish on short, solid nails. Clean. Controlled. A little color, sometimes, just on the ring fingers because I can.

    What did it cost to hide it?

    Too many years of pretending I didn’t care.

    What changed when I let it live?

    Nothing dramatic. Just me, more me. More honest.

    And that’s enough.

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  • What I’m Passionate About – Writing, Justice, Nature, and Voice

    What I’m Passionate About – Writing, Justice, Nature, and Voice

    What are you passionate about?

    I’m passionate about all minorities having equal rights and opportunities. I feel no one should be silenced, ignored, or erased just for existing. My mom raised me to speak up for those who can’t always do so. That’s something sacred to me: being a voice when silence is survival.

    I’m deeply connected to nature and spirituality; both ground me, challenge me, and remind me who I am. There’s a magic in the way the earth holds us without asking for anything but care in return.

    Writing is my lifeline. I aspire to paint with words the way artists do with color raw, vibrant, and honest. Every piece I write, I hope it hits deep and leaves a mark. I want people to feel seen in the lines I bleed out.

    I’m passionate about ending the war on drugs. I advocate for legal weed, and harm-reduction over 100% sobriety. Determined to tear down the systems that punish addictions instead of healing them. Police reform isn’t just a wish, it’s a necessity. Too many lives have been lost to injustice and too many voices drowned out by sirens and systems. I want better. I won’t stop fighting for better.

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  • I Am the Echo: A Transgender Memorial Poem by Axton N. O. Mitchell

    I Am the Echo: A Transgender Memorial Poem by Axton N. O. Mitchell

    “I am the Echo”
    An Original Poem by Axton N.O. Mitchell

    I am not the scream,

    not even the shout.

    I am the echo no one warned you about.

    You hear the bang, then the boom.

    You think it’s over much too soon.

    I am the echo

    of dead transgender men,

    laid to rest beneath markers

    that never quite said who they were.

    Erased at every turn,

    even in death.

    I am the echo that won’t let you forget

    names like:

    Sam Nordquist,

    Brandon Teena,

    Codii Lawrence,

    Arlo Huber,

    Nex Benedict,

    and so many others

    we’ve buried far too early.

    I am not their scream,

    I am not their shout, 

    those belong to them alone.

    But their echo lives on in my existence.

    In every breath I take,

    I speak their piece.

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  • Boxers and Blood – A Transmasc Truth Bomb About Hormones and Periods

    Boxers and Blood – A Transmasc Truth Bomb About Hormones and Periods

    Shark Week

    It’s strangely funny how you can forget you’re trans. Suddenly, your body reminds you like a blaring, blood-soaked alarm clock. I missed my shot this week. Life got busy, I got distracted, and my calendar reminder decided to be a useless little ghost. Well to be honest the reminder I probably ignored. Per Axton usual. So now I’m sitting in a puddle of regret and crimson at 11:00 in the morning. As if I don’t work a night shift again. Ew. I took care of the mess before I started this blog post I’m not that deranged.

    Last night I had to leave work early. Lunch break turned into a chaotic pilgrimage to Walmart. A 22-minute drive one way, shopping time not included. You know how wild it is to shop for “feminine hygiene” when you’re ten years into hormones? Obviously they all think they are for a lady. It’s not embarrassingly obvious they are mine or anything . It’s just surreal. Like borrowing a body that doesn’t know it’s retired from this kind of work.

    Always Sneaky

    I’m never prepared. You’d think I would be. But that’s the weirdest, most tender part of all this… sometimes I actually forget I’m trans. I forget that my body has shadow memories. I forget that skipping a shot can wake up something ancient and bleeding inside me. It’s almost peaceful, until it isn’t.

    So here I am. Slept maybe three hours. Woke up drenched. Could double as a crime scene. It’s not. It’s just my boxers and a pair of shorts I really liked..

    And I could scream, or laugh, or write about it. Today I choose to write.

    Because this too is part of the joy, the horror, the mess, the miracle. The full, absurd ride of being me.

    But by far the least funny part is the way I swear the cramps hurt more now. As if the goddess herself is reminding me where I came from.

    Trigger Warning

    TW: for those late to the party. This post mentions menstruation, dysphoria, and hormone disruption. It’s listed clearly. My posts are raw and unfiltered. Also, I have a large list of potential TWs posted. I may just pop into them at any given time (also noted). I don’t reiterate them for every single post. Neither of us want that. I put a decent amount of time into listing every and any trigger I could potentially cover. And I phoned a friend for help.. thank you KYYYYY REEEEEEAAAA!!! But if you need a tw every time for every trigger I have some news for you about life offline…. You might not be ready for this side of the internet if you need a trigger warning. This is about the reality of a transmasc body that sometimes bleeds. But let me be clear I in no way aim to offend, or trigger anyone intentionally. This is just where I’m me without (repeated) warnings. ‼

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  • Daily writing prompt: My Legacy 🖊️

    Daily writing prompt: My Legacy 🖊️

    What is the legacy you want to leave behind?

    When I think about legacy, I don’t picture wealth or status, I envision of a shelf. A tall, dusty shelf sits in some quiet room, decades from now. It is lined with books that echo voices. These are the voices that were once silenced. I want my poetry to outlive me. This is not just for the sake of art. It is for the sake of those who have felt or will feel invisible. My legacy will be one of poetic excellence, but also one of resistance, resilience, and raw truth.

    Words like Lanterns

    I want to be remembered as someone who used his words like lanterns. I aim to light paths for trans and queer youth. They need to see themselves clearly in a world that often erases them. I want to leave behind a body of work that makes people feel braver, more seen, and more whole. My legacy will focus on collaboration in publishing.

    I aim to publish not only my own books. I also lift others’ voices in shared collections. These collections challenge injustice and document our collective truths. I will also start a publishing company. Its primary focus will be on publishing the work of those who are most vulnerable. These individuals are often most likely to be ignored.

    Restless Care

    Above all, I want my legacy to be one of relentless care. I care for the underdog, for the misrepresented, and for those living in the margins. I want my words and projects to remind future generations that their stories matter. Once upon a time, someone fought like hell to make sure they’d be heard.

    Axton is the Change!

    Just in case this was a thing you didn’t pick up on. I don’t want to be remembered as someone who simply talked about the need for change. I want to be remembered as someone who was the change. Someone whose voice didn’t just echo in empty halls. It moved through communities, laws, and generations. This helped to carve out a freer world for minorities. A world where they are no longer just fighting to be heard, but living loudly, boldly, and without shame.

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