Abraham Kim @abrahamKim

Hipsters talk more than Boomers these days.
Abraham Kim last shared their writing
RNDA
They took him to a big metal pull barn that was the size of a hangar. Inside the air was cool and dry like they were air conditioning and de-humidifying all day, everyday.
Their footsteps echoed across the empty space. He thought of how his ex girlfriend would obsess over demarcating...
Their footsteps echoed across the empty space. He thought of how his ex girlfriend would obsess over demarcating...
Abraham's Pantry
π§
61
Waffles
π«
62
Chocolate Bars
πͺ
52
Cookies
π₯
49
Whiskeys
π
40
Tangerines
βοΈ
67
Coffees
πΊ
64
Beers
π₯
62
Dumplings
π
60
Pineapples
π΅
53
Teas
π£
63
Sushis
π₯
50
Bacons
π₯
50
Eggs
π₯©
53
Steaks
π
60
Strawberries
Short Stories
Collections
Solo Echo Practice π
TDP π
Poems 2022 π
Squid Game π
Fiction Snippets π

Tennis π
Flash Fiction Practice π

Southbridge Freewriting Snippets π
Echo and Narcissus Writing Club π
Writing Driven Development π
Abe's Blog π

Documenting Adagia π
Letters to People π
Adagia Alerts π
Notes Following a Walk π
Willie π
Adagia Copy π
brian bug π
Poems 2021 π

Abe Snippets π
Character Sketches -- many stolen from D.M. π
Business Copy for Products that don't exist π
Adagia Broadcasts π
foo π
foo π
Engaging Expositions π
fish city π
Documenting Adagia π
Indie Hackers π
200 Words a Day π

Notes Following a Walk π
Westcity π
Novels
Novellas
Memoirs
Non Fiction Books
Essays
Westcity
alone in the mist
The mist was thick. He felt like he was walking through water. It reminded him of theΒ
aquarium
inΒ
Chicago
. It was dark now just like it was in that glass sea tunnel back when he was a kid. It had been a school trip. Over three hours to...
affleck gets decked as reply to Ben Affleck Cheats on
Affleck giggled. Then he was about to take a sip of hisΒ
cold brew
when somebody came over and decked him in the face. That was the last thing he remembered. He woke up in anΒ
emergency room
. He thought about saying "where am I?" but that felt like...
Westcity
restoring
as reply to Like Spring
The voice on his
phone
sounded dangerous. Not that it spoke in an aggressive tone. Just that he knew what was on the line. Everything. Or the only thing. Where the fuck was Diego?
After hanging up he did the one thing that gave him any sense of joy anymore. When...
After hanging up he did the one thing that gave him any sense of joy anymore. When...
Westcity
dead phone
as reply to Like Spring
Mark Love. The name slipped off his tongue. He laid on the floor beside his head, which had a six hundred dollar mattress. When he wasn't sleeping he felt more comfortable laying on the carpet. He liked the way it felt against his bare feet. He liked the way it...
Westcity
soon enough
as reply to Nothing
Give me that.Β
Carl handed him the coffee. Frank threw it immediately into the trash and said, get up, we got to go. No time for a hot coffee right now.
Where are we going?
But his supervisor didn't answer. Carl didn't understand why his super did this. They were walking so...
Carl handed him the coffee. Frank threw it immediately into the trash and said, get up, we got to go. No time for a hot coffee right now.
Where are we going?
But his supervisor didn't answer. Carl didn't understand why his super did this. They were walking so...
Westcity
outdated
as reply to Allison
Did anyone ever choose to die? Even people who... even people like Jesse. Was it right to say that they had a choice? If someone were to do what they did, didn't that mean they wereΒ
suffering
so much that they in fact had no choice?
Allison thought of this while...
Allison thought of this while...
Westcity
civies
as reply to No Doubts
Carl waited at the cafe alone for about 20 minutes. Nervous.
He had a lot to tell his supervisor. He had researched at theΒ Westcity publicΒ library all weekend. Old newspapers. And now he had a thesis. But then ten minutes past. His coffee cup was empty. He wanted another, but...
He had a lot to tell his supervisor. He had researched at theΒ Westcity publicΒ library all weekend. Old newspapers. And now he had a thesis. But then ten minutes past. His coffee cup was empty. He wanted another, but...
Westcity
private key
as reply to Waiting
"Is there a way to get the money from Jesse's account?"
"Only if we find her private key ."
"Any chance she hid it someplace obvious. Maybe just in her room? You can get Mrs. Sanders to let us in there? We can make up an excuse."
"We can try."
"You don't sound that...
"Only if we find her private key ."
"Any chance she hid it someplace obvious. Maybe just in her room? You can get Mrs. Sanders to let us in there? We can make up an excuse."
"We can try."
"You don't sound that...
Westcity
is it real?
as reply to Torn to Bits
"Hello?"
"Will?"
"Oh hi mom."
"Why do you sound so--" she stopped. "-- are you coming home?"
"Yeah--"
"I mean you don't need to of course. You're an adult. But we were wondering. We'll keep the lights on if you are planning to."
"I'll be home soon."
Will shut the phone off and stared at it. Waiting...
"Will?"
"Oh hi mom."
"Why do you sound so--" she stopped. "-- are you coming home?"
"Yeah--"
"I mean you don't need to of course. You're an adult. But we were wondering. We'll keep the lights on if you are planning to."
"I'll be home soon."
Will shut the phone off and stared at it. Waiting...
Westcity
too late
as reply to The Hill
Then it suddenly hit him. The thought. Why were the tires still pumped? He hadn't been back in over a year. No way his old man was riding this. And his mom? Forget it. So who? Or how?
He thought of this as theΒ wind ruffled his hair. The sun looked...
He thought of this as theΒ wind ruffled his hair. The sun looked...