Monday, November 29, 2004

" story # 4: sometimes there are no words "

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i'm speaking with a friend of mine who lives in the south. her father is a policeman in pattani, one of the three deep southernmost provinces currently in a very violent period.

she tells me he has been shot and is in the ICU. she is sobbing through the words. i am crying on the phone and all i can think is, "this is too much." my hand is shaking and she tells me she has to go.

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