This is the 8th and final in the series of Fluck Tuesdays.
Inspired by Oliver Fluck’s “Beach At Night”
Photo courtesy of Oliver Fluck and sincere gratitude for the collaboration which has resulted in eight very unique snap shot fiction pieces. Grateful for the synchronicity which brought us together so these stories could be told with the help of a lens. No further comments on the finale of the series.
Dedicated to Isaac.
“Night returns with armful of stars…Already a thin light is aiming through the night for any heart. ” ~ Kobus Moolman
There is a man from South Africa that roams the shorelines around ... read more »
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This is the 7th in the series of Fluck Tuesdays.
Inspired by Oliver Fluck’s “(x, y, z ?)”
Photo courtesy of Oliver Fluck.
“Life is a festival, for all who know about it” – Ethan Holub
“Why do you call him XYZ?”
“His initials.”
She anticipated Franz to continue.
“Xavier Zurbruck.”
“What is the Y stand for?”
“I dun-no. I just added that. Made sense. To apply the finishing touches to the X. Z. initials.”
“Really?”
Actually, I am not sure if any part of his name is Xavier or Zurbruck.
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This is the 6th in the series of Fluck Tuesdays.
Inspired by Oliver Fluck’s “Pleasure Zone.”
Photo courtesy of Oliver Fluck.
“What does moral mean?” Zolar asked enthusiastically.
“Your father is not doing moral things. Does that give you an idea?” Shaarleen huffed at her eleven-year-old son.
“So not having a steady girlfriend is not moral?”
“Don’t get smart with me, Zolar.” Shaarleen replied quickly.
“I wasn’t being smart, Mom. I don’t know what it means.” And he didn’t.
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This is the 5th in the series of Fluck Tuesdays.
Inspired by Oliver Fluck’s “Low Tide.”
I highly recommend clicking the above link and then clicking the image to see this photograph come to life. It was also my mother’s favorite of the series so far.
Photo courtesy of Oliver Fluck.
Sleeplessly I watch over the spring night— but no amount of guarding is enough to make it stay. ~ Izumi Shikibu
Sometimes he literally believed that he could exhale her into life. Right there. In front of him. And everything would carry on as they had always wanted.
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This is the 4th in the series of Fluck Tuesdays.
Inspired by Oliver Fluck’s “Making Music.”
Photo courtesy of Oliver Fluck.
“Why do I have to know about Baba in order to understand your music?”
“You don’t have to understand it. And it’s not–my music. It’s music. You don’t own music,” he replied. He scanned Odia’s long unshaven legs, host to a suntan which highlighted her two bright Kokopelli tattoos, one on each ankle. He wanted to let her go, recycle her back to the Universe, out of his life. Yet she was balm for ... read more »
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