Angel Raptors
Zeus stript me
As a child
Cherry-boned, marble-chested,
Though not quite servile.
He loves me
The way I told him
Not to.
Whips gold-veined pancakes
With an extra plating of sickly-sweet syrup
Hydrogen sulfide blisters and purple hiccups
Lingering in my throat
Breakfast is pulpy and wet and warm and it stains.
A gluttonous guillotine.
Touch me there
Like the reptilian predator you are.
Feed me treats, like,
You are loved,
Then read me
My rights. Love,
There’s nothing to forgive, though
It hurts
Every now and then. The end
Of all things clear. He dips
My pupils scar—
Let my screams
Drip down your sleazy cavities as you gilded mine.
Sorry
I did filter your briny basilisk eggs
From my lap—
Folded gossamer napkins
Over every open eye
And laid them, oozing
In wicker baskets.
But I will not fuck
A living creature
Out of starlight
For crooks like you.
Pancake batter
Stuffed and sewn and soaked beneath
Your wretched serpentine fingertips
Strumming the lullaby
Of a thieving
Angel raptor.
Pulpy, and wet, and warm.
But god you’re not quite slick.
Callie Lau is an interdisciplinary storyteller, painter, and singer-songwriter. Currently, Callie is an undergraduate student at USC pursuing a Narrative Studies BA with a minor in Music Industry, and is a member of the cinema fraternity, Delta Kappa Alpha. Inspired by her favorite artists Sylvia Plath, FKA Twigs, and Michelangelo, Callie imbues her poetry with incongruous aesthetics and the transgressive power of femininity. Her recent single and music video, “Tragedies in July,” can be found on Spotify and YouTube.