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Hey all! Just a heads up that our submission age range has changed from 13-22 to 13-25—so if you're a young zinester from 23-25, you can now submit to our archive :) You'll maintain full ownership of your content, we just reblog it or post it in order to showcase it!

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new zine from me (mordecai)! xalli and i actually hung out in person for the first time yesterday (which was amazing and so so lovely) and hir neocities reminded me that i posted a zine recently on my own that i never posted here. it didn't get posted until very recently because i wanted to wait for permission from the friend whose face appears in it :] i hope you all enjoy!

Transcript:

A mini-zine with 8 pages. The first page is a cover, and has a red and yellow door on it with the title "Red Door, Yellow Door" in all caps and the subtitle "a zine about middle school girlhood."

Page 2: If you had asked 12-year-old me whether she thought of herself as a horror person, despite her penchant for Stranger Things and creepypastas, she would have said: "No!" (The word "No" is large and appears in a speech bubble next to a photo of my younger self.) But in the fall of 2018, I began a steady obsession with theghostinmymachine.com (appearing as a screenshot of a web address), one of the only unblocked sites on my school laptop where I could spend hours reading the spooky content I craved so much.

Page 3: One post in particular stood out to me, where the author gave instructions on how to play a game called "Red Door, Yellow Door." You were supposed to play with at least one other person, assigned as "The Guide." They would rub your temples while chanting: "Red Door, Yellow Door, any other color door." (The chant appears in all caps in a speech bubble attached to a drawing of a hand.) This was meant to draw you into a trance-like state, guiding you through the rooms and hallways of your mind.

Pages 4-5: Once in this state, you were supposed to be able to dreamily describe what you saw, ideally at least one door that you could walk through. Some doors would be locked, and if you couldn't find a key, it meant you weren't ready to see whatever was behind. The goal was to travel through your own mind, watching out for clocks, a man in a suit with a briefcase, an elderly woman, rushing water, a staircase leading downwards, or any other people at all. If those appeared, the guide needed to wake you immediately, at any cost—shaking you, splashing you with water, or screaming to wake up. (This page also includes several collage-like pictures of doors, clocks, and a picture of my younger self and a friend I played this game with.) This was exacty the kind of thing i hungered for at that age, and I was quick to suggest the game at every sleepover I went to, most of which involved the same friendgroup of girls (although, of course, not many of us still identify as girls). Our love for the game was so intense that we started playing at recess, too. While most of us had trouble sinking into a trance,

Page 6: one friend of mine didn't seem to struggle much at all. She spoke in an entirely different voice than she did when she was fully conscious, describing in great detail how each door or room instinctually "felt" to her and occasionally becoming fully unresponsive, at which point we would shake her awake again. Her mind had a depth we didn't quite know how to plumb. When I was "under," I was fully conscious of this fact, and was unable to divorce it from my experience. Others couldn't "go under" at all. (The bottom of the page has a collage of an eye behind pictures of doors.)

Page 7: (This page has another collage, of an eye behind a golden snake made of a house colored with white ink for scales.) Despite this, I found that my mind, too, was full of wonders, even if I knew they were a figment of the imagination—I watched from the bottom of a sinkhole as the boy I liked tilted his head down at me from a cliff far above, ran barefoot through hotel hallways carpeted in warm, breathing velvet, and raced across a large yellow snake as it billowed in the sky like a cloud. (There is a drawing of a snake here.) Of course, at this point, I haven't "gone under" in years, but I still marvel at the game's ability to draw

Page 8: us in so completely. I don't think there was anything sinister in our fascination with our own psyches. I think it was just an attempt to understand ourselves, cloaked in intrigue and horror. (There is a drawing of a red door in a great field.) I miss those days. But I know that one day, I'll return to those gaping sinkholes and great golden skies. (There is a dotted line, and underneath, some drawings of stars and a picture of me saying "Thank you SO much for reading!" as well as the date 6 May 2023 and mordecaialba.com) (End transcript)

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[Image ID: A zine in an 8-page layout. The entire zine has a white background and is written and drawn digitally in a pale purple color.

The title “The Poor Kid You Never Knew” sits at the top of the first page, above a silhouette sketch of a person with medium length hair in a t-shirt. The bottom left corner of the page reads “a zine about poverty."

The second page reads "I don't like talking about my personal life on the internet. mainly to prevent my habit of oversharing. but this is something that needs to be addressed." On the right is a drawing of the same person with a little mushroom hat on, and their hair to right above their shoulders. They have a little speech bubble pointing to the previous text. The text continues: "I was in poverty for most of my childhood. I use "poverty" as a very loose term. My parents had high paying jobs, but were drowning in student loan debt, mortgage payments, the general cost of raising four kids, and the cost of my dwindling health." To the right is a drawing of the same person, this time with hair that's almost to their shoulders on the right and short on the left.

The third page reads "There was a period in time between the ages of 4-8 where every night, I would have an asthma attack, and every night, I would be hooked up to a nebulizer." The following bit of text has the background scribbled out in a slightly lighter purple, seemingly to symbolize smoke. "As my asthma is reactive to smoke, this period only stopped when my father tried to quit that one time. But I digress." It continues with the same plain white background as before. "But why am I telling you this? Well, what I'm trying to say is that poverty looks different for everyone. For me, it resulted in things that were unnoticeable to those who weren't looking, but subconsciously distanced me from my peers." On the right is a drawing of the same person with a mushroom hat on. Their hair is to right above their shoulders.

The fourth page reads "People love to romanticize poverty." There is a list with the title "poor kids in media", and the list items say "- straight As (such a hard worker {pleading face emoji})" "- somehow always clean" "- homeless or living in a ramshackle 1900s tenement or some shit" Then, a clarification underneath that says "(none of these things are bad, it's just a stereotype)." On the left is a drawing of the same person with much shorter hair, not falling past the bottom of their head.

The fifth page is another list, titled "my poor kid experience." the list goes on to say: "- snotty nose from untreated allergies (ew gross. gross child alert)" "- hand me downs and goodwill clothes, ofc" "- poorly taken care of, frizzy 3b hair (they must not care about their hygiene {two eye roll emojis})" "- did well in school through being gifted, was not able to do homework at home (they must hate their teachers)" "- shared a room with two siblings in a three bedroom house in suburbia" "- constantly coughing (how rude of them)" "- holes in my two-year-old Kmart shoes" On the left side of the page is a drawing of the same person, this time with their hair a bit above their shoulders again. Their faces is mostly colored in, except for the eyes.

The sixth page has a drawing of two people with their hands on either side of their faces and shocked looks, their eyes and mouths wide open. The words "How were we supposed to know?" are big and bold across the page, covering a bit of the art.

The seventh page is mostly scribbles, with a space in the middle that says "You weren't."

The eight page reads "You were supposed to not judge me. You were supposed to think, for one second, about why I was like that." Underneath this text is a drawing of the same person, with hair down down their shoulders, and some scribbles surrounding them. Underneath that is the Tumblr logo next to “shroommis-shitfest" and the Youtube logo next to “ShroomiWoomi." /End ID]

decided to convert my comic about being poor into a zine

don't judge people kids. like actually. always assume good faith. unless you shouldn't.

idk if this will fold into a zine I just traced over @/echioceras' zine and. hoped for the best

#zines #submissions #shroomiwoomi

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| warmbloodedzines |

Hi everyone! Welcome to Warmblooded Zines, an online zine archive for youth aged 13 to 25.

Our hope is to create a space where young people from all different walks of life can see each other’s creations and hear the stories that echo our own, teach us new things, and everything in between.

Please feel free to submit zines (of any format!) for us to reblog and share with everyone who follows this blog, and maybe give us a follow, too! Let’s all support each other and our work.

If you’d like to do that, please read the Submission Guidelines before submitting your zine.

You can also learn more about the admins of this blog here, on this post that has our Admin Bios!

If you want to print the zines shared here or learn how to make your own, here’s a resource on how to fold a mini-zine.

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[Image Description: A zine in an 8-page layout.

The first page has “Oh, the HORRORS!” written near the top of the page with a subtitle underneath it saying “a zine on horror (wow) & all its forms” with the word ‘wow’ in parentheses. To the side of the title, there’s a drawing of a cat with its head twisted around and backward in a way it should not be able to move. The cat is edited to sit on a photo of a bookshelf filled with horror movie VHS tapes.

The second page reads “Everyone’s image of horror is a little bit different, and usually informed by what they fear (especially for people who don’t particularly like horror). Some people think of carnivorous bugs, some think of monsters, and some think of killers.” Along the right side of the page, there is a drawing of a wasp whose body is red, an alien head that shimmers green, blue, and purple, with a big forehead and eyes and a small mouth, and a scarab beetle that is colored teal.

The third page reads “This is why so much horror media is incredibly fucked up! Species are inherently dangerous and evil, and are out to get you. Murderers are often portrayed as queer– proposed as confused about how they embody their sexuality and gender.” Across the middle of the page, there are two images that separate this first part of the text from the second. One photo is from a poster of the Rocky Horror Picture Show and depicts Frank-n-Furter and Riff Raff. The second is the title ‘Her Body and Other Parties,’ each word cut and pasted from the cover of the book. The text then continues: “Some media, like the Rocky Horror Picture Show, fights back a these narratives by allowing queerness to be simply powerful, and murder to be just part of the fun (fictionally, of course). Even more modern horror like Her Body and Other Parties, which does even more work to allow space for fear, dreamlike yet utterly real feelings of being lost, and casual queerness.”

The fourth page reads “American horror (in the past, though patterns have changed with 21st century horror) often takes the shape of slasher films, sci-fi/horror fusions, and the ill-defined creature feature. Let’s zoom in a little on slasher films, because to me, this is a prime example of regional fears deciding how horror is formed. Usually focusing on suburban white America, these movies tend to follow the narrative of a small town being terrorized by a killer. Of course, this is not the fear of all America. In reality, POC (and especially Black) experience constant violence and countless murders from within their own communities and from the very people who are oathbound to protect them. But this is the fear of White America– that they could ever experience targeted violence, too, however less severe.” Along the bottom of the page, there is a drawing in superhero comic style of a white man in a suit seemingly dashing away from some sort of monster chasing him.

The fifth page reads “In other regions, horror looks very different. Under the Shadow, for example, was made in Iran, and details the horrors of war and the evil & the ghosts that come with it. In many Indigenous cultures, horror stories take the shape of scary fucking forest monsters. I believe & fear those most, personally.” Near the top of the page is a screenshot from the movie Under the Shadow of a young girl, Dorsa, holding her doll and looking to the camera with a fearful or worried look. Along the right side of the page is a poster for the same movie in black and beige, depicting Dorsa and her mother, Shideh, cowering in a corner of a room, away from a window with a big ‘X’ taped across it.

The sixth page reads “These sorts of stories, about the wilderness and what it hides, are obviously most common in rural areas, with not many people there to incite fear. These always scare me most, mostly because stories are so consistent through generations and across all  the world (though most cultures have their own unique creatures, too).” The text is evenly split between the top left and bottom right corners. In the top right corner, there is a gothic black and white sketch of a man in a tricorne hat & cloak on a horse pulling to a stop and looking down at a man who is cowering over his own seemingly dead horse. The ground is snowy, they are directly in front of a forest, and there are two winged creatures in the background. In the bottom left corner, there is a gothic black and white sketch of a man in a top hat riding his horse through a forest and cowering away from some sort of ghost hovering near and above him.

The seventh page reads “In recent years, with the rise of the internet, horror has began to take even more forms. Creations like Creepypasta, The Magnus Archives, and more– while different– all embody a new approach to horror, where people get attached to characters and concepts just like they would with any fiction! Scary creatures are lovable and interesting,and even cute at times! Whether this reflects a change in approach to fear as a whole is debatable, but an interesting discussion nonetheless.” In the bottom right corner, there is a simple drawing of a black humanoid creature with wings, a round head with a beak, hands with claws, and big eyes. It is facing and creeping toward the left side of the page, and we can only see its profile.

The eighth page reads “Horror can look a million different ways, and all of them are fascinating– at least to me, and hopefully to you, since I assume you read this whole zine if you’re reading this right now. Thank you for that, by the way! I hope you enjoyed it, and that you enjoy whatever horror media you consume next.” Below the text, there is a dashed line, and below that line is the text “by Xalli, may 9 2023.” Under that, there is the Instagram logo next to “desertfirelight,” the Substack logo next to “palmlungs,” and the Tumblr logo next to “baringteeth.” Along the entire right side of the page is a drawing of a long, grey-yellow colored squid-shaped creature with bright, narrow yellow eyes. Instead of tentacles, it’s body fades into wispy sort of strings. Below that creature is a drawing of three magenta ants crawling around. /End ID]

zine about horror for y’all !

feel free to print & share or distribute or whatever it– just don’t remove credit

#zines #submissions #baringteeth

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[Image Description: A zine in an 8-page layout.

The first page displays the title of the zine “Nature Where You stand” in big letters. Around it is a collage of plants— a mix of old photos and line-art of leaves and flowers. It is separated from the title text by a solid, squiggly line.

The second page reads “For my birthday, my uncle got me a book with a pretty cover: Root & Ritual”. The book’s title is written below and bigger than the rest of the text, and has a simple line-art drawing of a sprout on one side and a line-art drawing of some sort of grain on the other side. There are also four simple stars surrounding the book title.

The third page reads “I was interested, but also intimidated. Knowing the natural world intimately felt so… out of reach.” The words ‘out of reach’ surround a drawing of a hand reaching out to the top right corner of the page.

The fourth page reads “So I treaded with care through the book, hoping to explore a new language. I knew I felt connected to the land, but felt so lost on how to interact with it.” In the bottom right corner, there is a doodle of one side of a small, rocky hill.

The fifth page reads “When it talked about foraging, it reminded me that dandelions are edible, something that felt familiar and accessible. Suddenly, foraging wasn’t just hiking endlessly.” In the middle right section of the page, there is a small line-art drawing of a dandelion— the yellow kind, not the fluffy kind.

The sixth page reads “Once I tried one, a whole world opened up. I started seeing plants and wondering if they were edible or poisonous or maybe just gross. I tasted white clover and learned to avoid petty spurge.” On the bottom of the page is a line-art drawing of petty spurge leaves, and a white clover flower sticking out in front of the leaves.

The seventh page reads “I’d known that humans and ‘civilization’ aren’t separate from nature, and can’t be treated as such, but I’d never felt it. Nature is all around me, and I can engage with it all.” At the bottom of the page is line-art of a tuft of grass, some flowers, and cabbage sprouting from the ground.

The eighth page reads “Curiosity has bloomed, and there is so much more to learn. Try + let it bloom for you, too.” Below that, there is a dashed line, which has the words “by Xalli, 4 May 2023” underneath it. Underneath those words is the Instagram logo next to “desertfirelight,” the Substack logo next to “palmlungs,” and the Tumblr logo next to “baringteeth.” Best to those usernames is line-art of a little bird with a word bubble that says “Ty for reading!” /End ID]

hi there !! this is my first ever zine called Nature Where You Stand, about connecting to the earth and realizing that we are not as separate from the natural world as we feel

you’re free to turn your screen over and over to read this on your device, or you can print it out and fold it into a zine, using only one sheet of paper. linked in these words is a little visual & word-based tutorial on how to do it

it’ll look like this (though hopefully a bit better, if you have a nicer printer than i do) !

[Image Description: A photo of a hand holding a printed-out version of the zine, where the zine is slightly open so you can see the cover and a little bit inside of one of the pages. /End ID]

of course, fold where the page visually ends and not just where it should end, because i’m certainly not practiced enough at zines to get it too accurate…

you’re absolutely free to print and keep or even distribute or trade this zine– just please don’t cut out my name or socials !

#zines #submissions #baringteeth

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[Image Description: A zine in an 8-page layout.

The first page has "sick fig" written at the top in cursive, over an anthropomorphic jackalope with pointed horns, who is sitting on the ground with a mask and glasses on, next to a cane. In parentheses are (I heart my cane). At the bottom reads, "a zine about post-viral illness in the age of COVID-19."

The second page says, "In fall 2021, I got sicker than I'd ever been before. I was relatively healthy, having walked miles to a volunteer position several days that summer. I was 14." The jackalope is sitting at a computer holding an inhaler, and looks anxious while saying, "can you stay on call with me? I feel like I'm gonna pass out when I take my inhaler."

The third page says, "It soon became clear, even after I 'got better,' that I was extremely unwell. I started having memory lapses, and began waking up unable to breathe and with my joints screaming in pain. Every time I stood up, I felt like I was about to pass out, and I found myself almost completely exhausted." There are several small images: one of the jackalope in bed, tired with a nebulizer, and one of the jackalope vomiting.

The fourth page says, "I had to drop classes at my (online) school, and delayed my expected graduation date. I tried to volunteer at a local library, but was too exhausted to show up consistently. I worried about how I would go to college or work. I still don't know." There is a picture of the jackalope at a computer, looking anxious.

The fifth page says, "Worst of all, doctors kept insisting there was nothing wrong with me. That 'sometimes teenagers just faint.' It took 9 months before a doctor said to my face he suspected I might have dysautonomia. I'm still in the process of seeking diagnoses." There is a picture of the jackalope looking at a phone and frowning, while a bubble appears from the phone that reads, 'Blood tests came back normal!'

The sixth page says, "Although I'll never know whether or not what I have is Long COVID, one of the hardest parts is seeing friends who comforted me about my illness risk themselves out of choice. I'd been safe the whole pandemic! But I was sick." There is a picture of the jackalope with a mask on looking at a phone, on which a picture of two other rabbits can be seen where they are in a large crowd, laughing.

The seventh page says, "Last year, I got 'Most Perserverant' as a school award. It made me want to scream. I don't want to be perserverant. I want to be a normal high schooler. It's hard, though, to ask to be kept safe. The choice between happiness (movies, dances, trips) and human life is only easy for so long. But for the sake of those like me, who even a cold can drastically affect, and for the sake of avoiding post-viral illness:"

The eighth page says, "MASK UP" (with a picture of a mask) "with N95s or similarly protective garments," "LOOK OUT" (with a picture of an eye) "for disabled people in your are and disabled friends. Ask how you can accommodate," "LISTEN" (with a picture of an ear) "to the experiences of disabled people. Take our words to heart." Below these is a dotted line, underneath which says: "by Fig. 1 May 2023." There is the Substack logo next to "rosemaryandthyme," the Instagram logo next to "flickerhum," and the Tumblr logo next to "echioceras." Additionally, there are several stars, and "(first zine EVER!)" /End ID]

i made a zine! it's called sick fig: a zine about post-viral illness in the age of COVID-19.

you can either struggle to read it on your device, OR, if you’d like to print this out and turn it into a zine (AND BE COOL LIKE THIS):

[Image Description: Two pictures of a hand holding the printed-out version of the zine, with one picture of the cover and one picture of two internal pages. /End ID]

then here’s a tutorial on how to fold the printout! it only takes one sheet of paper :)

when folding, fold where the words end (in the margins), not necessarily where you “should” fold so everything is even. if you have any blank pieces hanging over the side, you can trim those!

you are 100% welcome to distribute this at any libraries or zine swaps, and to download it and print it out. the one thing i ask is that you keep my socials attached at the end, and do not claim the work as your own. pretty simple!

#zines #submissions #mordecai

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Admin Bios!

MORDECAI (he/xe)

is a 17-year-old queer transsexual Disabled mixed Filipino and Jewish artist and writer living in the Southwestern United States. In addition to creating zines, he publishes at mordecaialba.com and is a fiber artist.

XALLI (she/him/zie/hir) @canineical

is a 16-year-old butch & 2spirit, Disabled, and mixed Chicano, Indian, & Lithuanian writer living in the North American Southwest. He engages with art largely via poetry, short stories, and jazz piano alongside his zines, and you can find updates & work of hirs at palmlungs.substack.com.

[ID: A purple and white sketch of a person with short dark hair and glasses with a glasses chain. Xir face is melting and xe is grimacing while looking off to the side. /End ID]

[ID: A purple and white sketch of a person with medium-length dark curly hair and a skeleton earring. She is smiling, and looking up and to the right. /End ID]

(Portraits by Mordecai!)

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Guidelines for Submissions (PLEASE read before submitting!):

This blog is specifically for zines created by artists that are currently between the ages of 13-25. Please don't submit if a zine is not created by an artist in that age range.

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We prefer for you to submit your own post through an ask rather than submit a file through a submission so that we can keep the original creator attached. For the same reason, we do not allow anonymous submissions or submission asks (anonymous asks that aren't submissions are still ok!) However, you are still welcome to submit.

Please only send us your own zines or zines that you know are okay to be shared publicly.

If possible, please provide an image description for your zine. Avoid sending in incredibly detailed pieces without image descriptions, since we write them. Additionally, as mentioned above, please provide relevant warnings with your submission.

Vulgar language (within reason) is okay!

We do not accept pornographic content due to the nature of this blog and its purpose as a place to highlight the work of youth. The following types of NSFW content are acceptable:

Educational content/sex education

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Please do not submit visually NSFW content except for purely educational purposes.

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