phone

Westcity
we'll try as reply to We'll take another

Abraham Kim
Windstar phone police
The address was only six minutes away. They could've walked. But Jerry might've gotten upset had he seen them taking too much time. They arrived at a dark brick building perched on a hill. The front had an ornamental reservoir wall of stone.

"This it?"

"No. It's a unit in the building...

Westcity
both sons gone as reply to The Last Day

Abraham Kim
loneliness coffee phone computer Spacecity magazine
Susie drank a big cup of coffee. She didn't need it. It was already three. She usually didn't drink coffee after 1. Today felt different. Both her sons were out of the nest. One was way out west. Had been for awhile. The youngest was now in space. She was...

Westcity
jane is lost as reply to The Blue Man

Abraham Kim
phone clock bike subcultures
The ambulance cried just a little too long. Usually sirens were in the distance. And Jane could tell what kind of sirens they were. Each vehicle had a different cry to it. This one was an ambulance she was sure.

She closed her eyes. Tried to fall back asleep. But knew...

Westcity
restoring as reply to Like Spring

Abraham Kim
phone Wednesday productivity contempt
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...

tragic as reply to Untethered

Abraham Kim
phone knife eggs blood super glue
One of the young kids with long hair at the table full of young kids with long hair loudly asked, "have you seen the blue man in real life?"

"Nobody's seen him in real life," another kid groaned. Then the kid who had asked the original question groaned. He realized the...

Westcity
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phone internet morning routine CEO breakfast morning burnt out emotionally invested
My  phone sits down the hall from my bedroom, on top of a short stand that has a cedar wood bowl. In the bedroom is a clock, but it shows no numbers. When I wake I can glance at the wall and know what time it is without having to...

Flash Fiction Practice
savior? as reply to Allie

Abraham Kim
alien rectum fangs phone
The  alien approached Tom. Slowly. It opened its mouth. Inside of it were still the remains of the neighbor's flesh.

Then a ringtone went off. Suddenly Tom snapped out of his daze and he dashed for his phone. He fell on the floor though because his  rectum still hurt. From the...