This winter has been colder than most, biting and unrelenting, a season that settles deep in your bones. This season, we call you to a world of frost and silence. “Midnight Frost” is winter’s stillness, sharp and cold. Frost etches windows, the air snaps with the weight of ice, and moonlight turns the ordinary strange.
This is for those who see stories in the cold and hear whispers in the quiet. For poets who feel the ache of the frost and artists who find beauty in the bare and frozen. We want work that shows winter’s truth, harsh and haunting.
Send us stories that chill and linger, poems that breathe life into the cold, and art that captures winter’s fierce beauty. Midnight Frost beckons, its chill whispering through the silence. The frost lingers, waiting for you.
