Garish

“She had pantyhose drying on the towel rack. Just pantyhose with little wrinkly feet, out to dry. But she wasn’t one of those crazy chicks with bras in the dishwasher. Thank God.” He put down his drink. The square wooden table was glossed over, like his hair, like the two melting ice cubes, like his eyes. The…

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Shannon Linder

I was born in 1995 in West Orange, New Jersey. My parents are Italian and German, though I more strongly identify with the former. Each night, instead of just reading a book, they would make up stories entirely their own and tell them to me. As I got older, I realized what an incredible talent they have, and decided to tap into my own. Family is so important to me, and I am who I am because of huge holiday dinners in small, green-carpeted, warmly-lit dining rooms, where my cousin’s cat weaves in and out between our feet. I am who I am because of the two best friends I’ve had since I was in kindergarten, who have grown with me through everything. I love bare light bulbs (the old kind) and clean laundry and fire and painting. I want to be a children’s author, too. I think that covers it.

Brian Demers

Brian is a graduate of the Art Institute with a BA in Game Art and Design. Currently, he is a project manager for Electronic Arts. He prefers to work in ink.


First Featured In: No. 1, spring 2015

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