sometime by Aneesah Shealey

sometime

i call him in the tongue of his mother

how can the son not love what beget him

what sorrows can he forget at the breast

what nurture does my heart hold when love is heavy on tongues like honey

sticky and sweet

god, i wish he’d call

Aneesah Shealey is a writer based in Chicago, Il. She is third-year African and Black Diaspora Studies major and Creative Writing minor at DePaul University. She is also an associate editor at Fourteen East Magazine, where she writes about culture, entertainment, and music. You can find her on social media @azshealey.

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