Mengelebah,…Mengelebah! Can you see me? Seeing the Invisibles of Khok Kloi I keep replaying the comment of the Victim Disaster Identification Unit manager over and over in my head… “there was little awareness of migrants …until they washed up in such great numbers with the Tsunami.” I visited the centre a few days ago on the back of a Motocyc with Kwang and Meu. The cemetery, centre and surrounding forest are painted with the residue of the disaster: silence and debris…Empty gurneys, blackened funerary stacks and old posters lay quietly within the grounds. The boxcars holding a few remains yet to be buried, are lined in the back, behind a tarnished concrete wall…a sign nearby warns it is a “Dirty Area”. In contrast to the holding grounds, the cemetery and memorial to the victims is a
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