Spring Literary Fiction Short Stories - Page 2

A caretaker finds bullet holes in a Toronto synagogue as spring blooms, triggering a desperate search for safety.

Spring was a lie made of dirty, freezing water trapped in potholes, turning the world into a sponge.

Tommy watched the fuel light flicker while explaining why the gas station didn't match his current energetic vibration.

We asked for twenty thousand. They gave us fifty, plus an automated butterfly release for maximum wellness.

Jae and Marty wait out a Manitoba freeze in a dead car while the internet watches them rot.

Eve stalks her terrace as the sun dies, her jaw locked against the rising tide of a public scandal.

Two rival campaign managers meet in a humid greenhouse to trade threats and ghost stories of their shared past.

In a room smelling of ozone and expensive air, the board members decide how to harvest human boredom.

Emmond wanders a looping childhood home where black ink drips from sinks and guilt takes a physical form.

In a dying city, Will discovers a toxic moss that breathes life back into lead-poisoned soil and hope.

A disgraced senator watches his legacy burn while protestors trample his prize peonies and the truth finally emerges.

Lance pays three thousand dollars for a retreat only to find his phone in a Home Depot bucket.