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[hamishsblog]

A journey along the Lea #847 Tango under the motorway… #psychogeography #urbanlandscapes #newtopographic #thenewtopographicmovement #riverlea #london #hackneywick #remnantmagazine #nowherediary #thezinezone #tango #liminalspaces https://www.instagram.com/p/CawuTXUo36I/?utm_medium=tumblr

[wombywoo]

my back cover design for the kakagai zine~ @thezinezone

[chrysanthemumskies]

here’s my full piece for the eternal rivals zine organized by @thezinezone!!! if you missed the preorder period for the physical zine you can still order a digital zine {here} ! i had a lot of fun with this piece <3

all proceeds are going to charity ;w;!

[hypokeimena]

oh yall i wrote a piece for the strange constellations zine, which is a trc ot6/gangsey zine! @thezinezone thanks for organizing! it’s called corpse road. here’s a preview. 

They hadn’t been at the churchyard for ten minutes before Henry started complaining.

Adam had expected the drive out to be an agony, but it wasn’t one. At least, not much. He had been expecting Henry to drive — it was his car, after all — but Blue had been in the driver’s seat when the Fisker trundled into the St. Agnes lot to pick him up, with Henry cheerful in shotgun.

It was a better start to this whole endeavor than Adam had expected, and it left him strangely wrong-footed.

Adam wasn’t completely sure why Henry was there. Blue, he understood: closure, or tradition, or both. She had done this every year. He wasn’t sure whether Blue’s mother just wasn’t up to it, or hadn’t wanted to go, but she had volunteered him to come along, and Adam had agreed.

At the churchyard, Henry had taken one look at the wall Blue and Adam were leaning against, and flatly refused to join them.

"Look at it," Henry said. "There's no way that's stable."

"It's lasted this long," Adam said.

"It's overgrown," Henry said. Admittedly, there were a few green tufts clinging to the stone, but they were mostly moss.

Adam said as much.

"No way," Henry said. He pointed past Blue, where some determined grass stalks had in fact found a foothold. "Those are weeds. All weeds turn into poison oak when it gets dark and then you've got a rash. No thank you."

"I've got calamine in my bag," Blue said. She was struggling into a coat with the sleeves cuffed at least twice; it was — or perhaps had been — Gansey's.

Adam finished fiddling with the flowers in his hands. They had pulled over at a gas station,  despite the fact that the Fisker was well over half full, and Adam had felt the ley line buzzing, faintly, under his skin. Blue and Henry had gone inside, but Adam had waded into the overgrown lot behind the station shop, and past that into the woods looming past the edge of the lot, until he could feel the ley line bubbling up through his feet.

Then he had picked a few wildflowers. He hadn’t been sure why. It had just felt like the thing to do.

Henry and Blue were waiting for him in the car by the time he reemerged with a fistful of flowers, and neither of them had commented. But now that they had arrived, Adam knew why he’d picked the flowers.

He was trying to arrange them into something like a bouquet. He didn’t have any string with him, to tie them together. Blue gravely handed him a very tiny and sparkly hairclip: a hinged butterfly, with grasping claws.

Adam stared at it, feeling scraped raw. “Thank you,” he said as he fastened the clip around the stalks.

“He always liked those,” Blue said. She sounded gruff, the way she always did when ambushed by unexpected emotion. “I already said hello,” she said, and gestured towards the ruins where they’d buried Noah’s bones.

Adam turned his back towards her, and went inside the ruined church. There wasn’t a marker on the grave, but it wasn’t as though he could forget where they’d buried him. He stood above what was left of Noah, and knelt to put the flowers down. He didn’t know what to say.

He pressed two fingertips into the dirt, next to the tiny spray of wildflowers. The line murmured in his head.

[hamishsblog]

A journey along the Lea #782 Caught in the vortex… @thelinelondon #psychogeography #urbanlandscapes #newtopography #thenewtopographicmovement #riverlea #walking #remnantmagazine #nowherediary #thezinezone #streetartlondon #london @thelinelondon https://www.instagram.com/p/CXVrzD9IBA5/?utm_medium=tumblr

[wombywoo]

My finished piece for the kakagai zine @thezinezone

I had a lot of fun with this and loved seeing all the finished works!! 

digital copies still available here<<

[chrysanthemumskies]

i’m really happy to have been chosen to be a part of @thezinezone ‘s Eternal Rivals zine!! all proceeds are going to charity -- here’s a preview of my piece !!

[sfreedram]

Final piece for @thezinezone‘s Strange Constellations!

[Image description: Richard Gansey III, Blue Sargent, Noah Czerny, Adam Parrish, Ronan Lynch, and Henry Cheng as overlapping constellations. Above them is a bird-shaped nebula.]