Tag: voices for the voiceless

  • 📢 Donald Trump isn’t “controversial.” He’s racist.

    📢 Donald Trump isn’t “controversial.” He’s racist.

    We’re not gonna keep pretending this was about “policy.” That it was “just politics.” That any of this was ever neutral.

    Donald Trump didn’t “divide the nation”; the nation was already divided. He just took a fucking blowtorch to it and got rich doing it.

    He didn’t build anything. He exploited what was already broken. He played white America’s fear like a damn fiddle and then sold tickets to the concert.

    Yes, from the beginning? It was racism.

    When he announced his campaign by calling Mexican immigrants drug dealers, criminals, and rapists. It wasn’t some offhand moment. It was the start of a plan. It was a signal to white supremacy: I’m your guy. Given his face looks like that little racist frog meme and all.

    This wasn’t new. He’d already been pushing that racist birther lie about Obama for years, acting like the first Black president wasn’t legit because his skin made Trump uncomfortable. It wasn’t “doubt.” It was hate. That’s what got him attention. That’s what built his base.

    He kept going.

    He called for a Muslim ban.

    He referred to Black and brown countries as “shitholes.”

    He told Black women in Congress to “go back” where they came from. Three were born here though, I don’t think any of Trumps wives were.

    He refused to condemn white supremacists. Told the Proud Boys to “stand back and stand by.” They heard him. Loud and clear.

    And this whole time he was being taken to court by E. Jean Carroll for sexual assault. She won. He was found liable for sexual abuse. That’s not speculation. That’s not internet gossip. That’s legal fact. You voted for a rapist and a man who is proven to have said he just can’t help himself around beautiful women and I’m sure you know the rest of the line. I mean for Christ sake your vote was for a racist walking meme.

    So while he was out here calling immigrants rapists , he was in court being held responsible for exactly that kind of violence. But the media won’t call it rape. They say “scandal.” They say “controversy.” They say “misconduct.” Nah. Say what the fuck it is.

    Your president is a RAPIST!

    This country made excuses for him. Over and over again. It’s not “bias” to say he’s racist . And it’s restraint not to say worse, honestly.

    And we’re not gonna do the media’s job and soften this shit for you.

    This is Poeaxtry’s Poetry Prism.

    We don’t worship people who use power to abuse.

    We don’t confuse “influence” for integrity.

    We don’t forget.

    We document the harm and provide a space for those targeted by Trump’s hate to share their own truths and reclaim their voices.

    Stick around for more.

  • Spill: Letters from Poeaxtry, Volume Three Turns Out They Like Sad Trans Poems After All

    Spill: Letters from Poeaxtry, Volume Three Turns Out They Like Sad Trans Poems After All

    Newsletter Vol. 3 — May 12th, 2025

    The One Where I Got Published… Thrice.
    Dear reader in the wilds of the prism,
    You know those months where you blink and suddenly your inbox goes from “we regret to inform you” to “we’d love to publish your work”?
    Yeah. That happened.

    In the past few weeks, I’ve had three poems accepted, two rejections (because balance, of course), and I officially partnered with Forever with Pride which is a UK-based queer e-magazine and online store that actually gives a damn about uplifting trans and minority voices.

    It’s been a surreal stretch. Not in the dreamlike, float-above-your-body kind of way. However, more like I tripped into a publishing alley and somehow hit three bullseyes with a busted pen and a pocketful of trauma.
    So naturally, I’m celebrating.
    Well, WE are celebrating

    SALE: 30% OFF EVERYTHING
    Ebooks. Prompt journals. Witchy spells. Sad boy poetry with a resistance arc. Cool rocks and MORE!

    Use code: Axtongotpublished

    Valid until: May 13th – May 21st

    Shop the Prism on Etsy

    Whether you’re new to my work or have read me sobbing through syllables since the beginning, this is for you. These pieces were written between hormone shots and grief spirals, in hospital parking lots and on trailheads, with shaking hands that still wrote anyway.
    Publishing feels weird when you were never sure you were even allowed to speak.
    But here I am. Still writing. Still showing up. Still turning my story into spell work and eBooks stitched from leftover bravery.

    Maybe you’re reading this because you’re one of the ones who believed before I ever had a byline. Maybe you’re new and wondering why this trans guy keeps mailing you metaphors about dirt and ghosts and gender. Either way I’m damn glad you’re here.
    This is just the beginning.
    That I know is a fact.

    Community, Submissions, and the Power of Voice

    The Prism Discord is growing — and so are the projects.
    If you’re looking for a place to share your work, connect with other creatives, and find opportunities to get published, come join us.
    Right now, we’ve got two major submission calls open:

    Voices for the Voiceless — an ongoing eBook project highlighting art, poetry, and essays from marginalized voices in the aftermath of the 2024 election. Open to BIPOC, queer, disabled, immigrant, trans, and allied creatives. Submission cap? None for visual art, 10 for poems, and 2 essays. Deadline? September 2 (for now). The Joy They Cannot Erase a trans masc and nonbinary masc-centered collection that will become a full eBook project. Open to those who identify across the masc spectrum. More details, prompts, and themes coming soon but it’s already in motion. Looking for solo pieces and bros who want to go all in on one piece.

    Got a piece that fits? Submit it. Got questions? Come ask in the server. Just want to read and vibe? You’re welcome too.

    We’re building something honest, weird, and inclusive one poem, one eBook, one voice at a time.

    Or visit the updates button above for more.
    Now that’s out of the way have a goood day!

    Until next spill,
    Where the wild things write.
    Where silence softens.
    Where stories spill.

    With ink, bruised knees, and gratitude,
    Axton N. O. Mitchell

    @poeaxtry_

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