Short Fiction and Poetry

I cross the bridge and find you soaked in dew, overlooking the clearing. Doe eyes and roots crowning your antlers, you wait for me [...]

She’s trapped in a crush of clothes at the front of the thrift store -“JUST IN!”, like snippets of breaking news. [...]

My boyfriend Kyle and I were big fans of horror movies. So, when my parents went to Italy for two weeks, I was in my glory [...]

She had over-slept. There was no time to make her usual breakfast — she would be late for work [...]

The first time Bridget saw the flames flicker to life on the far dark shore of the lake that bordered her home, Hagan had already been [...]

5:30 p.m. Dark already. And cold. Just want to get home, enjoy a glass of wine, eat something, put on my pajamas, watch TV or a movie [...]

do you ever remember the spring or summer sun, the rains that make the wildflowers to blossom and the wood and metal bridges [...]

The familiar sound of the dial-up modem bleated into the kitchen from across the house. Emmitt turned the volume knob up [...]

DarkWinter Lit is thrilled to announce that The Interview by Christopher Waldrop was chosen as the winning short story entry [...]

see me flail upon the riverbank I cannot breathe I said my body’s long brawn unwatered [...]