Spring Speculative Fiction Short Stories - Page 5

Spring meant nothing when the dead could be rebooted. Ella walked through the mud to find him.

In a bright spring garden, Ben must choose between his future presidency and the girl who broke the system.

Neon pollen coats the windows while a single notification ruins everything I thought I knew about our survival.

Leo walks through a city of silent smilers, his feet freezing in torn socks and his palm burning.

A crash in the salt desert forces Cindy to carry a dead world's memories toward a collapsing horizon.

Marv films a corporate disaster while Tania tries to stop a snow-carrot from suing the entire city of Thunder Bay.

Ed sneaks out at midnight to bypass a city lock, only for his granddaughter to demand a piece of the action.

Steve returns to his windowless apartment to confront his father's ghost about a fifty-thousand-dollar digital disappearing act.

Moe stands in a muddy Winnipeg alley, debating whether a blank wall is a masterpiece or just trash.

Harv tracks bio-tagged pollen through a fake spring while his sister becomes the face of a corporate lie.

I stared at the cracked screen. Zero bars. My chest tightened like someone was standing on my lungs.