This is Part Seven of a serialized long-form essay. If you missed them, read Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, and Part Six. Make sure to subscribe to receive the remaining parts and subsequent writing in this newsletter. Three years later, I sat across from a cross-legged Ali on the plastic-parquet floor of his porta-cabin in the Rawanga IDP camp. Unlike Saed, who was now bubbly and engaging, Ali stared into the middle distance when he spoke, unable to fully interact. I recognized his mannerisms from the way I've walked through the world at times over the last few years; unlike Saed and Kichi, Ali's still in the grips of shock.
Kocho's Living Ghosts - Part Seven
Kocho's Living Ghosts - Part Seven
Kocho's Living Ghosts - Part Seven
This is Part Seven of a serialized long-form essay. If you missed them, read Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, and Part Six. Make sure to subscribe to receive the remaining parts and subsequent writing in this newsletter. Three years later, I sat across from a cross-legged Ali on the plastic-parquet floor of his porta-cabin in the Rawanga IDP camp. Unlike Saed, who was now bubbly and engaging, Ali stared into the middle distance when he spoke, unable to fully interact. I recognized his mannerisms from the way I've walked through the world at times over the last few years; unlike Saed and Kichi, Ali's still in the grips of shock.