They spew from Heaven’s ruptured seams; those shrieking, writhing beasts inside my waking dreams. They skulk along the veil of night and gaze voraciously upon our world so frail. Beware, the squirming swarms of limbs and tongues and obscene forms. Look up to the skies. Everywhere you look, they are watching; the stars, they are eyes. ![]() Pedro Iniguez is a speculative fiction writer and painter from Los Angeles. His work has appeared in Nightmare Magazine, Helios Quarterly, Star*Line, Space and Time Magazine, and Tiny Nightmares, among others. He can be found online at Pedroiniguezauthor.com
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1/2/2023 06:13:54 pm
Quite enjoyed this poem. I've learned over the past couple of years that Pedro is a great writer in general.
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