Short Fiction and Poetry

The swallows of Shady Bend carry the ghosts on the wisps of their tails, dragging them to the bridge from the muddy banks of the Saline[..]

oh, but she’s a breezy, cool one today, a tempestuous zephyr running roughshod over early spring reveries of blissful meadows [...]

Allison chipped off her red nail polish, slowly peeling one sliver at a time until her natural pink and white peeked through [...]

A plush of cheddar and eggs. As I fork it up, the ghosts of Harvard Square surround me, drawn by the thick aroma. [...]

Little Red knows that most people won’t believe a woman when she cries “wolf”, not the first, not the second, not the third time. [...]

My daughter calls this morning on her way to buy a bagel, it’s raining she says, grey and spring-raining, and here [...]

The procession grinds to a halt. Wagon wheels leave deep tracks in the snow, and Qaletaqa yearns to follow them back to her log house [...]

DarkWinter Press is excited to announce our latest release, the irreverent and hilarious poetry collection Worsery Rhymes by Graham Kent[..]

Cruel Month A Hamlet sky this morning: undecided.  Rain at noon. Fruit trees in bloom. The sex of pollen in my eyes. I love this time of...

Near the end of Mandy’s third day in her first teaching job, the Headmaster strode in and interrupted the story she was reading [...]