Welcome to Fantom Island, where iLL-Literacy's legend finds its habitat. If you've happened upon this portal, may we be as bold as to assert that nested in you is a healthy curiosity. Whether you were drawn here by the Slanted i at this page's 1-o-clock, the quick flash of during loading, or simply because you have a click-happy finger – you've arrived. HihowRUhi?
The peculiar thing about Fantom Island is that it is but a mirage – an Imaginary oasis isolated in the confines of our brainwaves. We shall gradually reveal morsels of our folklore here, so please visit often. To return, simply bring your Imagination as your passport.
Fantom Island
We have a show in a city that starts with a “B” and ends with an “oston.”
Although we’re extremely excited about Monday’s show at a certain chowder-loving town, there is a particular law enforcement organization that has disallowed us to name the specific location of our event because they’re convinced that, somehow, a hooligan thugfest riot will break out at our spoken word show. Besides prohibiting us from listing our own show on our own website, they have also insisted that attendees must present a college ID in order to get in (how’s that for an incentive to have studied for your SATs?). But wait, before you start digging through your attic for your freshman regcard, you can RSVP for the show here, and we’ll get you in as long as you promise to not start flipping over cars upon hearing Ruby’s “Pretty.”
