Lemonadeby Clarisse Hart, Clarisse Hart • 06.23.2013
Fringe published its last issue on Monday, June 24. As part of the goodbye, we asked former contributors and staff to write about their experiences with the magazine.
Fringe was the first literary journal I ever submitted work to. One of the poems the magazine published remains my most experimental work. I remember the queer feeling of having the piece accepted, as if I was four years old again, astounded that a stranger would buy the sour lemonade I had prepared in my kitchen. I hadn’t yet decided whether or not I liked the stuff, but here was someone exclaiming, “Delicious!”—and meaning it.
Six years later, I still associate Fringe with that sensation of courage bubbling up and spilling over into willing hands, a potent mix of sour and sweet and whatever else comprises the mystery of successful art.
Fringe has encouraged dozens of writers to be fearless in the knowledge that strangers will try their experiments on their tongues. As the magazine closes its doors, I hope that courage will keep roiling in Fringe’s writers and readers. It certainly does in me.