Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Kāne`ohe Status Lines




3/3/14: 

Our friend, just out of detox, says, "it's almost too much to sit in a car," and I say, "after my last major depression, I remember intently watching someone tie his shoes, thinking wow, that's amazing, maybe I could do that, too."


3/4/14: 

The resistance to empathy that resides within it.


3/5/14: 

Tenderness as the politics of if.


About an hour ago: 

In front of the music shop near the Central Market in Phnom Penh, as my daughter combed her hair, she'd opened up about the Khmer Rouge time, her escape to Thailand. "It was worse in the camps," she'd said. I ran into her at Macy's in Kane`ohe today. Her daughter studies in Seattle; I told her about the Cambodian woman from Battambang I met in Seattle last week. "That was my home town," she said.  

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