Short Fiction and Poetry

A corpse came out to play, unknowing.  Today he plays the part of a man,  he doesn't need shoes where he's going. [...]

I drifted aimlessly among the familiar-faced strangers for as long as I could. I needed to get away from the cacophony of voices [...]

It’s a cold evening. I enter the double doors of the brick building and rub my hands together to warm them with my breath. [...]

The figure sits centered in the middle of the painting, the idea of an easy chair floating around her, a woman with chin in hand [...]

The blue pumpkin variety, from Queensland, is the color of the sky at night, when there’s a full moon, with a bit of fog. [...]

The sanctuary was hidden deep in the glaucous forest, a place where the air smelled of earth and sky. [...]

DarkWinter Press is thrilled to announce our latest release, the fantasy novel Ghost Bride of Gum San by JF Garrard, available now! [...]

There are women in small towns that stand outside the bar with a Canadian in their right hand and a cigarette in their left [...]

Detective Frank Sturgeon kept the roller skates found that summer on Pier 48 in remembrance of a girl named Annie. [...]

Two hours and twenty-seven minutes. That’s how long he had. Two hours and twenty-seven minutes until the killer murdered again. [...]