Aaron “Practice” Dolson
1 min readAug 10, 2020

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I want to love you while we live and breath,

to much loss of loved ones these days

to many people living afraid,

my family in our wolfcastle,

like any dog or wolf it is our cage,

I faultier in this plague

how can I stand such distance

my humanity my empathy surging,

its like the earth rebelling against us

or retribution for the destruction

selfish mortals, spreading it cancer

poison water, poison air, poison blood

as lives fall we wake up

those close to us

we love

remember that time by the fire,

we sang songs,

how I will I miss your voice

and singing harmony for you

the choir of memories in my head

and so I am watching waiting

for the end

there shall be new beginnings

I remain separated

lucky for two partners to love me,

entertain my days

a business still thriving

a large space to live food in the kitchen

a large shaded patio

I am privileged

I will be the first to admit it

after years of failure, safety

after years of trauma, sanctity

after years of denial, acceptance

And it all happens in the midst of plauge

Fuck me

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Aaron “Practice” Dolson

A passionate southern queer man, that loves to write poetry, prose, and political commentary of a more emotional nature.