Poeaxtry_

Hi, I’m Axton, a 34‑year‑old trans man rooted in central Ohio. Here I split my life between night‑shift elder care and building a creative, spiritual, and community‑driven world through Poeaxtry_. When I’m not working as an STNA, I’m writing, rockhounding, crafting, or shaping something new for the spaces I tend.

I live with my fiancé and our five fur babies, building a home full of love, chaos, and steady partnership. They’re the grounding force behind everything I do.

I run a small Etsy shop that started with poetry books and has grown into a blend of craft, magic, and handmade offerings. As a practicing witch, I create spell bags, offer tarot and pendulum readings, and craft jewelry, tumbled and raw stones, fossils, sprays, wreaths, wind chimes, and other pieces that carry intention.

Always

Somewhere between

river mist

and

ridge lines

time stops behaving

per the status quo.

The horizon dissolves

into the

fog…

any schedule went

willingly with it.

Always;

The pulse in the climb the only clock.

Tick-

Tock.

quieter; even…

tick-tock.

I walk on;

Always….

Still noticing the still here.

Always…

Still anchored in the motion;

Always..

Still…

gravity of the path

pulling

at the slack

near my lungs

Always.

A

complex geometry

of

endurance;

The Earth ignores my presence

But

steadily holds me upright.

Always

Two heavy things in motion;

both needing to stay

upright.

my weight meets its mass;

colliding.

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