Spring Utopian Short Stories - Page 3

Toby pokes a muddy flower while his brother Leo worries about the sky turning the color of a bruise.

In a world of perfect biological harmony, my skin is a quiet riot of jagged, unedited scars.

A trickle of waste water carves a path through Martian dust, sparking a fight over the planet's actual future.

A retired coder and a glitching teen use scrap metal and grafting tape to fight a killing frost.

Cal celebrates six months of perfection before discovering his girlfriend has been editing his reality for better metrics.

Olive stared at the massive block of cloudy quartz, her jaw locked in a tight, painful grip.