Prumsodun Ok: "I Am Dancing to Call the Souls Back, for Myself, for All Khmer People"
Imagine a clay pot lifted to the sky and dropped. It breaks and bursts, shattering into countless pieces every which way. This is my experience as the first American-born child in a family of Khmer refugees. My family survived Cambodia’s nightmarish genocide and a dangerous refugee camp, only to be fractured by different languages, educations […]