Read a collection of Slice of Life short stories and flash fiction pieces from the Winter Stories project.
The sterile chill of a winter afternoon at The Forks in Winnipeg, where the scent of burnt coffee and river ice hangs in the air, a place of false hope and quiet desperation.
A sterile, hyper-corporate mountain resort is plunged into chaos by the sudden arrival of an all-natural, un-sponsored snowstorm. The air hums with the dissonance of organic silence and digital panic, as fluorescent lights cast a sickly glow on the pristine, offensively real snow outside.