gui l l ozi ne i s s ue 12
I ssue 1 2 H allowzine so. . .we had originally planned on hosting a super sick all ages show,but had ZE R O time to plan,so i hope this zine suffices! xoxo,gee( miss guillozine if ya nasty)
contributors: localcryptidd @gobblinquen inside cover +contributors illustrations Jocelyne F lores " something always follows me" Galya Kerns pieces from “ Are Y ou Afraid of the Art? ” E xhibition in O pen D oors Gallery L illian pricer " friday the 1 3th” nikolle yakoke " joshua tree” parker mackenzie witch hat illustration
kari trail " alone" lilly pricer " final girl"
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Joshua Tree by nikolle Y akoke “ Missing hikers found dead,locked in an embrace. ” my eyes narrow;click the link will Ihave to kill anyone else? Y ears ago,Istood in the trees watching as they set a man on fire I n May,they found her,only they didn’ t know it They still don’ t know. S he was my first,but I ’ ve lost count since
“ B odies don’ t bury themselves. ” the hiker froze,becoming paler than the cadaver he fell over. he found my burying ground,though his scream was lost the moment my jaws closed, my canines ripping the warm flesh, blood matting my dark fur Ichanged,walking into my cave.B lood stained fingers marked the stone.1 60 2. Ilied.Inever lost count.
photograph by lilly pricer
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