Short Fiction and Poetry

"I walk along like blood seeking its wound" Like the parched whispers of roots Descending from a sky of sea-holly [...]

The electronic store was to open early. With a new line of integrated cell phones on the market, Samir Hassan had secured his order [...]

“Death certainly is eternal, and I should know. I’ve been dead for a very long time," the vampire said as she looked down [...]

I wasn’t wearing sunglass to look cool, or to disguise my identity to hide from the police, not that anyone would think that I was one [...]

DarkWinter Literary Magazine is thrilled to announce our 2024 Best Of The Net nominees! [...]

I never expected to have a conversation with Jim Harrison, but that’s where an order of lamb vindaloo, four beers, and a restless sleep [..]

Olivia stopped and turned back to admire the glorious orange sunset that was melting into the horizon behind her. [...]

My mom told me the local supermarket had a sale on oranges this week. I don’t even really like oranges, but I know they’re good for you[...]

I’m a leg man, never said that to anyone, maybe Elf, but now both Instagram and Pinterest are sure of it, and let me know it, [...]

There’s a necklace in a drawer with the memory of cracked hands, piano hymns, and my grandmother’s bliss singing “Joy to the World” [...]