Abraham Kim @abrahamKim

Hipsters talk more than Boomers these days.

Abraham Kim last shared their writing names
He still tried to remember their name though. If he'd see them again for whatever reason in the hall he would say hi to them and if he remembered, then their name. This is something one of his bosses had stressed: the importance of one's name.

Β He had thought names...
Abraham's Pantry
πŸ§‡ 58 Waffles
🍫 58 Chocolate Bars
πŸͺ 48 Cookies
πŸ₯ƒ 43 Whiskeys
🍊 37 Tangerines
β˜•οΈ 64 Coffees
🍺 58 Beers
πŸ₯Ÿ 58 Dumplings
🍍 57 Pineapples
🍡 47 Teas
🍣 56 Sushis
πŸ₯“ 49 Bacons
πŸ₯š 46 Eggs
πŸ₯© 44 Steaks
πŸ“ 55 Strawberries
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Reaching out | No existential loose threads

Reaching out is key.

Paul, can I tell you something?

Yeah, course. Just don't call me Paul.

She looked at him, face scrunched in a smile.

So I just texted my cousin, How's the job hunt going? and she said, Not well. I only found like two or three things. But then I...
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2022-03-08 02:57:45

Fiction Snippets
Shadow | Wanderlust

Her back was to the windows with the blinds open so that theΒ  shadow made her face black.

"I can't see you," he said.Β 

"What do you mean?"

"You're a shadow." He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as she walked over to the bed and now theΒ  sun shined upon...
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2022-03-06 15:36:41

Abe's Blog
V2

V2 rocket program.

Gravity's Rainbow byΒ  Thomas Pynchon .

A novel inspired by a single concept. That sprawled into an entire web of stories.

All coming from one human, timeless value: fear .

TheΒ  ICBM will take less than half an hour. It will arrive with no sound. It's probably better if...
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2022-03-06 02:08:12

Flash Fiction Practice
Outage

When he entered theΒ  cafe , it was shadowed. Not dark, theΒ  sun 's light made its way, filtered, to the main area where people were seated.

People were conversing, in hushed tones, now that the music was off. The person at the counter couldn't buy their coffee . TheΒ  barista...
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2022-03-04 23:20:10

Flash Fiction Practice
Untitled Shared at Mar 04, 2022 as reply to Commute 2

On the morning ride, I hardly ever kept my eyes closed.

There was this weird thing about morning, where my mind didn't meander. Leaving me wanting more. Just sitting there on the bus, I felt like my thoughts were good enough.

In the evening I'd always be curious about what other people...
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2022-03-04 03:48:48

Flash Fiction Practice
Groceries

For years all he wanted out of life was to be able to affordΒ  groceries . Everybody around him wanted toΒ  hustle and become big shot CEOs orΒ  lifestyle business owners that the internet looked up to. But all he wanted was to be able to go to the grocery...
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2022-03-03 02:40:53

Westcity
A trip

The sky would descend on them any moment. Of this he was certain. He was trying to warn the others, they were walking together in a group of four, but he didn't want to spook them. How to let them know that soon the sky would be down here, where...
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2022-02-28 01:57:30