Features

Austin Kleon: Playtime on Canvas

The self-proclaimed Ramones of poetry tells Fringe how any idiot can do what he does, and why more adults deserve playtime. more »

Short Short

The Loneliness Diet

At night he would lie with his head in her lap, tonguing the newly formed skin, learning its salty smoothness. He liked that these new, shiny patches had yet to suffer the abuse of daily living. more »

Longer Poetry

Notes toward a Surrealist Valentine

your nose like an ancient pyramid . . . . more »

Nonfiction

In Oquossoc

We sing as we drive - a song we make up about moose. Going on a moose hunt… That's all we have, so we sing this chorus over and over and dance wildly in our seats, beating time on the dashboard. We lost radio reception a while back, soon after... more »

Vintage Fringe

Vintage Fringe: Some Kind of Nigger

Matthew Haynes explores what it means to be between races in this vintage piece from the Ethnos issue. more »

(de)Classified

Under Joe's Volcano

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was the light that would shine in the darkness, even to the ends of the Restaurant, but the darkness did not comprehend the light, nor the Restaurant the Word nor I the... more »

Fiction

Modern Powers

He wishes, as bad as he’d wished earlier to be in that room with the dancing girl, that he could join them. But he’s looked through the wall already. Now, he knows, he can never use the door. more »

Nonfiction

All But Content

Along with the more famous PBS television programs of the late 80s, Reading Rainbow and Sesame Street, I watched a show called The Letter People. Brightly colored characters shaped like letters of the alphabet frolicked and sang together, all in... more »

Poetry

Five poems

"'A warm autumn breeze. Purification, the act of—'" and four more poems more »

Features

Heidi Durrow: The Girl Who Did Not Fall From the Sky

Heidi Durrow tells us about her debut novel, and why we shouldn't worry about her emotional well-being. Really. more »

(de)Classified

Little Bombs of Heaven: Aphorisms

I don’t hate you, but if you were me, you would hate you. more »

Nonfiction

J's AK

Scene: in the backseat of a Jeep, the view cropped ragged by a gray wool blanket wrapped around the camera. Our view, shrunken into tunnel vision, moves in steps and lurches: we see the empty bucket of the driver’s seat, see the front dash and... more »

(de)Classified

The Cherry Tree

Everyone knows the story, but no one knows how it actually happened. The story is that George chopped down the cherry tree, and said, “Father, I cannot tell a lie, it was I who chopped down the cherry tree.” Here is how it actually happened. more »

Featured Artwork

Frozen in Time