Baxter House Editions is excited to announce the release of the Canadian Authors Association inaugural Short Fiction Anthology: The Postage Stamp [...]

Heavy rain two days in a row, the drought resolves like the mystery of stones moving across a desert [...]

"Simon, were you talking to yourself again last night?" asked Claire Langford of her son, beside herself with Simon's constant conversations [...]

Bo strode bare footed along the grass and mud-covered edges of Lake Okinho. By a cat tail marsh, he flipped his cowl back [...]

I see your shadow in the Autumn twilight reek of Jim Beam and the hum of summer bees, collecting a deer’s footprints and a cardinal’s sad ballads [...]

An innocent transposition was usually to blame, a hastily written figure. [...]

Jenny filed a complaint against her manager on Monday afternoon and was out of a job by Thursday evening. “They can’t do that,” Frank said. [...]

DarkWinter Press is thrilled to announce our latest release, the dark suspense novel London Gothic by Ed Seaward! [...]

If I were Land’s End, you would be John o’ Groats. This is not how it began, we were as inseparable as fish and chips [...]

It is a Wednesday holiday this year. Frankie hates when a stat falls on a week day other than Friday or Monday. She loves a good long weekend. [...]

Janna was a downtown parking garage attendant who hadn’t ended up in the job, she’d chosen it. The world was her oyster [...]

Each empty storefront tells a secret story ...of investment lost, illusions shattered. Each for sale/rent sign tells a hidden story [...]

Deploying elements of mystery and shades of the macabre, M. G. Turner’s debut short story collection "City of Dark Dreams: Tales from Another New York" elaborates on themes of life and death, asks whe...

A few days ago, DarkWinter Press published London Gothic by Ed Seaward. It is a haunting, ‘Southern Ontario gothic’ tale set in 1970s/80s London, Ontario. To celebrate the release, we h…

I don’t remember much about the worst of it. The first memory I have of them was at about five years old. My dad locked the front door [...]

Count on that as truth with a capital T. Just as you have lost your mother’s laugh, the timbre of your father crying. [...]

I walk at dawn the forest trail, I cherish time alone to be with nature as it wakes, it’s here I feel at home. [...]

The order came as schools were letting out. Russ, finishing up his freelance work at home, was unaware of the drama playing out nearby [...]

How would I know why night follows day! I can’t even tell you why my tongue craves liquids that burn in the throat. [...]

On my first day, the elevator takes too long. The doors close with their usual softness, but instead of rising immediately, the car waits. [...]

DarkWinter Press is excited to announce the authors and their books that we've secured as of now for the remainder of 2026 until Fall 2027! [...]

Smiling, my tea mug reminds me every morning that I need to take twenty pain pills to make it through the day. Too painful to smile back. [...]

January 5th, 2004 The patient presents with two unusual growths on the underside of their left breast. On biopsy, both growths appear to be tomato plants.

I reach into the bramble, accepting each bite, a sting as strong as sweetness on my fingers. [...]

Last year, 2019, on the eve of the Vernal Equinox, during the calling in of Spring, we stopped a late-season blizzard, halted it, [...]

Beth slid the picture into a crack in the stone wall of the summer cabin. Maybe Charles would find it and remember her, someday. [...]

We built a home of sunflower petals A big he loves me he loves me not We caroused in thunderstorms [...]

It’s a beautiful June day, and there is no excuse not to get off my butt, walk downtown, and get my Library Card. [...]

DarkWinter Press is thrilled to announce our latest release, the fascinating linked story collection by Cindy Matthews, Audrey Droop: Stories! [...]

Submit short fiction or poetry to DarkWinter Literary Magazine. We want your weird, your traditional with a twist, your humour, your dark thoughts, or your elation. We’re open to anything—just make it...

Feet braced, Bit looks up at me, wide-eyed, wisps of hair escaping from her tight braids. “I don’t want to.” [...]

What is this love affair with an old memory? What hold does it have over you? Your thoughts, emotions, longings [...]

I’ve lost my stoned alien, but I am over my panic attack. I realize it’s later than I’d thought, virtually the middle of the night. [...]

It needs to be scooped out, measured into containers like flour, salt and sugar in the cow-shaped bowl[...]

I’m filled with joy as the soap and water batter my body, cleaning away the dirt. Through the bubble glass, I see the world spin. [...]

I lift the basket & set it by the roots. Each orange comes away clean, no sound but the soft thump as it lands. [...]

David Crumb’s life had become a nightmare. In the space of a month, he’d lost his girlfriend, lost his job, blown through his savings [...]

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