Fantasy magazine

From Modern Mythcraft to Magical Surrealism

The Prophet, to His Angel

How pleasant your steps
upon the mountains –

I prostrate myself
in front of you like Avraham
because there could be
no greeting more precise.
I get back on my feet
only upon your word.

You’re my angel; Biblical
wheels within wheels, skin taut over
the bone cage of your structure,
myriad eyes gleaming with a fire
of letters on parchment.

I roll that burning coal
around in my mouth to feel out
your shape, I swallow
the scroll you hand me,
fighting my body as you
reach into my throat
to push scripture deeper
– all the lamentations
absorbed into my flesh
so that I can declaim the praise
of the one you serve.

Do you have to flay yourself alive
or are you on a lower rung of the ladder?

My hands find purchase only
against you. You came to take
away my choice – how could I
not prophesy, how could I not
chant these words reverberating
within my ribs, how could I not –

Your body a mismatch
with all my eyes had
ever beheld. Yet, yet.
My larynx straining.

I withstand your gaze.

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Sources: Isa 52:7, Gen 18:2, Ezek 1:16, Ezek 10:12, Midrash Tanchuma – Bereishit 1:1, Isa 6:6-7, Ezek 3:1-2, Ezek 2:10, Jer 1:4-5, Yesodei haTorah 2:3-4.

Bogi Takács

Bogi Takács

Bogi Takács (e/em/eir/emself or they pronouns) is a Hungarian Jewish agender trans person and an immigrant to the US. E is a winner of the Lambda Award for editing Transcendent 2: The Year’s Best Transgender Speculative Fiction, the Hugo Award for Best Fan Writer, and a finalist for other awards. Eir debut poetry collection, Algorithmic Shapeshifting, and eir debut short story collection, The Trans Space Octopus Congregation, were both released in 2019. You can find Bogi talking about books at, and on various social media like Twitter, Patreon, and Instagram as bogiperson.