i am not a poet

Paxton Grey (he/they) is a non-binary, neurodivergent software developer living in Virginia. He has a degree in Computer Science from Virginia Commonwealth University. They can be found on twitter @PaxWrites.

en route

you know asphalt tastes like death:gritty between your teeth. you loseyourself to the icy street. drunk shoeless, you liethere waiting for an inattentive truckto do what you couldn’t. but it’s 3amin the suburbs and you can’t helpbut think you botched it...

Dear Gwendolyn

Skies of blue have faded awaybecause what is lifewithout restful taste of loveso, tell me what kept you going—how many would like to know.Here comes the sky decoratedto take your voice awayback turned to the starsso, the vibrant streaks pave a way—how many would like...

Constructing Walls as Metaphor for X

Walls have been built. Barricades have been erected. Brick by brick by brick. It is the eradication of open communication. It is a ceasefire of hostilities perpetuated by personal bereavement. It is seldom convenient but, at times, can be crucial for the continuation...

Constitution Hill

to leave the housearound 5pm. work done. sunsetand seabirds shining brightlyin descent upon the river,like headlights picking micafrom the surface of the tarmacadam street.to walk up north, upand onto constitution hill,the shadow of social housing.and in the park,...