My Valkyrie By Joyce Chng

​My valkyrie
Hums a song, my song, our
song,
when I slip into her,
human into metal -


and she roars into space,
her wings of silver,
her shield of adamantium.


We collect souls,
not for Valhalla, not for Odin,
but to protect our space,
the star-strewn runes
of Freya


not the Jotun, not ice giants,
but the deep darkness
encroaching like an oil slick.


My valkyrie
Hums a song, my song, our
song,
when I disconnect from her,
back to human -


and I know I will go back
again, my wings of silver,
my shield of adamantium.


fight the eternal fight,
sing the eternal song.

About Joyce Chng

Born in Singapore but a global citizen, Joyce Chng writes mainly science fiction and YA. She likes steampunk and tales of transformation/transfiguration. Her fiction has appeared in Crossed Genres, The Apex Book of World SF II, We See A Different Frontier, Cranky Ladies of History, and Accessing The Future. Her YA science fiction trilogy is published by Singapore publisher, Math Paper Press. She can be found at A Wolf’s Tale (awolfstale.wordpress.com);