Abraham Kim @abrahamKim

Hipsters talk more than Boomers these days.
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George Baker enters the cafe
George Baker
noticed the ding only after the door had closed behind him. That was an anomoly, he thought. Most of these store door bells dinged upon opening. He turned back to look up at the bell that was stuck onto the side of the door rather than hanging from...
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Flash Fiction Practice
Untitled Shared at Oct 04, 2021
He woke up to flushed waves of early morning blue. This was one of the best and worst things about this apartment. The near 360 degree window coverage it provided it. Good views and good lighting, but sometimes he didn't want the good lighting.
Like early this morning. The night before...
Like early this morning. The night before...
Flash Fiction Practice
On the road
She liked the idea of a stranger in an
Airbnb
in town. It felt more exciting than a local just doing a
staycation
, which was a word she'd never heard before. At first she thought she might want to do a staycation, but then she couldn't ignore just how...
Flash Fiction Practice
Staycationer
It was Tuesday when it began looking like it would rain forever. Maybe Jeannie wouldn't want to go to the beach this weekend after all.Β
Imogen hoped for this. "I want to see you in a bikini" Jeannie said, joking, with aΒ Busch Light in hand. "You always wear one...
Imogen hoped for this. "I want to see you in a bikini" Jeannie said, joking, with aΒ Busch Light in hand. "You always wear one...
Letters to People
Dear Oscar
In my memory, there's a moment when we're sitting alone at The Owlery in the window booth overlooking the square. It's the first time that I realize how cheap a pitcher of PBR is, and of course it's you who pointed it out to me when you suggest it as...
Flash Fiction Practice
Thick Snow
Come the end of the month he thought about a lot of things. But one thing he thought a lot about was the money that got direct-deposited into his bank account. Soon he would not care about this event as it would become just a regular part of life, like...
Flash Fiction Practice
In the shadow
as reply to 002
I grew up in a small town where rumor has it many still don't lock their doors at night. Such a place offers little opportunity to someone like myself. But in the city, there's always somebody who needs something done in the shadow of time. Something important that can't be...
Flash Fiction Practice
Cafe Instagram
When you're 23, the most exciting thing on your mind should be the new features you are unveiling to users this Friday. The most exciting thing should be that trip to Boulder next month. The most exciting thing should be how one day the startup you've just joined will make...
Flash Fiction Practice
Friday Evening in a cafe in the middle of nowhere
I'm wondering who will come to the this month's Final Friday, as I walk back inside. It's a quiet day, even though there's a lot of customers. Most of them are regulars, the quiet type who stick to their laptops and books. Not a single conversation going on. No first...
Flash Fiction Practice
The final time I saw Camilla
There was something off about Camilla when I saw her for the final time. I had been sitting in the backlounge of The Bend. Rachel and I went there before we were supposed to go on stage, but I remember distinctly when Camilla entered to say hi to me, not...
Flash Fiction Practice
Untitled Shared at Sep 26, 2021
This was beforeΒ
web 2.0
. You didn't surf the net expecting most your information to come from one of the bigs like
Facebook
orΒ
Twitter
. Instead you would visit these horribly designed websites with no sense ofΒ
topography
and often light-yellow or pitch black backgrounds. Something about that...