Zerns Sickest Comics File Apr 2026

A single-panel splash, page 5. A clown saws a woman in half on stage. Her torso floats upward, trailing viscera shaped like calliope pipes. The audience is drawn in exact, soulless corporate-art style — smiling, clapping, sipping soda. The clown’s eyes are photographs of real eyes, glued on.

Seven pages. Pen and white-out on pulpy newsprint. Art style starts like a forgotten Mad magazine backup strip — big feet, crosshatched shadows, talk bubbles shaped like coffins. By page three, the panels begin to melt . Characters repeat dialogue in loops: “Why is my skin humming?” A recurring mascot — “Laffy the Metabolic Dog” — sheds his fur in one continuous, unbroken strip, revealing a second face underneath that only whispers stock prices from 1987. Zerns Sickest Comics File

Here’s a short piece written for the fictional “Zern’s Sickest Comics File” — in the voice of a jaded underground comic archivist. Submitted to Zern’s Sickest Comics File, Tier: Black Label A single-panel splash, page 5