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ALBUM "FLUID"

Music by Edita Karkoschka
Lyrics by Kyong Mi Park

Published by Part Du Decor Records

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HOW CAN YOU JOIN?
Send me texts or words you‘ve written and I'll sing them for you! Think of poems, philosophical texts but also a beautiful cooking recipe, notes, postcard memories or technical instructions. I will record them instantly at home, mostly improvised, pure and simple.

WHAT HAPPENS WITH THE AUDIO FILES?
Some of them will be published on BANDCAMP for free listening. And if you want your words to be kept private and/or listen to them before I load them up on bandcamp the price depends on the amount of words.

MORE INFORMATION HERE:
www.fluidwords.com

MAIL TO: 
sendmesomefluidwords@gmail.com
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lyrics

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Evening
Knit diagonally. Get off the spoon. Crisp, grand celery. Chop fatback at a steady clip and walk on. Square of a green onion. Cloud-shape of a Russian dumpling and the shape of a hat and. Teeth and miso and gestures and. Go out front and give it inflection. Spring, as it ever is spring. The handle on the small pot clatters. These sandals have a fine patina. Standing in the bicycle space. The tough solid things sink. Water loosely seeps in. Spring, as it ever is spring. Oh, I’d like to hit my head on a tofu corner and die. (Would like to laugh.) Even here twenty-three years have passed.
Always folding the evening in like this at the mouth of spring, that’s me.
I get this tofu after selecting it carefully.
I set my chopsticks in from the corner and bring it to my mouth.
As the rich taste of beans soaks into my tongue – how I wish I could give you some – my temples convey. Wish I could share this with her – but she’s no longer in this world – my heart tightens. My chopsticks quicken to the tofu, I clench my jaw. I chew the tofu and my teeth sound, like an idiot. A line of water is drawn to my ears, and I choke back my crying.
We’ll probably meet again.
The chest of the sky expands blue on the brink of night is drawn closer. Let’s hitch our promises firmly to the Big Dipper.


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released July 5, 2022

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