War Flower: My Life After Iraq by Brook King
This is an excerpt from my soon to be published review in Marine Corps History.Rarely does an Iraq war memoir combine the sort of literary genius, realism, and post-war healing found in Brook King’s
War Flower: My Life After Iraq.“Nothing good survives war” (p. 126), or so the author asserts. Still, if this memoir serves as anything — it is a story of survival, perseverance, and an example that something good and beautiful can eventually come from war. King is living proof of that as she describes her trials and tribulations in combat — and perhaps most poignantly — at home.Ultimately this is about the complex reality of life in and after the military for women. She opens by retelling her testimony from the court-martial trial of the father of her unborn twin boys — an army captain — for his relationship with King, an enlisted woman. At the risk of perpetuating problematic stereotypes about women and sex in the combat zone, King draws the reader into her personal story with the depth of her emotional honesty. This book hammers home the complex existence of being a woman in such a hyper-masculinized space as the military.King writes with great pace and suspense. The book alternates between first-person narrative and some creative non-fiction wherein she imagines herself in the lives of Iraqi children she briefly encountered or even as dog tags. According to an April 2019
Wrath Bearing Tree interview with King, this technique reflects her memory — disjointed, fragmented, and often kaleidoscopic. For King’s memoir, the method works well and helps give the reader a sense of her reality.This book should be required reading for those that wish to understand better being young, female, and at war. It stands alongside Kayla Williams’
Love My Rifle More Than You (2004) as definitive works on the enlisted woman’s perspective in the Global War on Terror. This is not a book for the faint of heart as King is as honest as they come, describing in gory detail the feeling of grasping the charred, maimed, and destroyed flesh of Americans left forever young in Iraq or the Iraqi teenager she shot with her Ma Deuce.
War Flower should be read by all — veterans, civilians, and servicemembers alike.