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Pris
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ce H
a ∙ U
ndec
lare
d M
ajor
Am
anda
Luc
as ∙
Fine
Art
s
Kyle
n Re
agan
∙ A
pplie
d Vi
sual
Art
s
Kyan
Bai
rd ∙
Engl
ish
Rach
el G
rimes
∙ Fi
ne A
rts
Mat
thew
Nic
assi
o ∙ E
nglis
h
Mal
ynda
Sho
ok ∙
Art
s/En
glis
h
Geff
rey
Dav
is ∙
Engl
ish
Dan
iel C
ulle
n ∙ L
iber
al A
rts
Sara
h B.
Bur
ghau
ser ∙
MA
Eng
lish
Brid
get B
lasi
∙ N
utrit
ion
Scie
nce
Blak
e H
eiss
∙ A
pplie
d Vi
sual
Art
s
Jerr
y Br
unoe
∙ Ps
ycho
logy
Kelly
Kee
nan
∙ App
lied
Visu
al A
rts
Chris
ty C
asbe
er ∙
Fine
Art
s
SPC
Josh
ua J.
Mel
lon
∙ Rec
ent G
radu
ate
Step
hen
Sum
mer
s ∙ E
nglis
h/Ph
ilsop
hy
Eric
Ste
en ∙
Fine
Art
s
Eliz
abet
h La
mb
∙ App
lied
Visu
al A
rts
Jere
my
Da
Rosa
∙ En
glis
h
C o n t r i b u t o r sFa
ce 1
� A
man
da L
ucas
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harc
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rial C
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l 200
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ber 1
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gon
Stat
e U
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ted
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asca
de P
rintin
g, C
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llis
Ore
gon
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pub
lishe
d th
ree
times
ann
ually
und
er th
e au
thor
ity o
f Ore
gon
Stat
e U
nive
rsity
an
d th
e St
uden
t Med
ia C
omm
ittee
pol
icie
s fo
r stu
dent
s, fa
culty
and
sta
ff of
the
Ass
ocia
ted
Stud
ents
of O
rego
n St
ate
Uni
vers
ity. P
rism
alw
ays
acce
pts
subm
issi
on o
f lit
erar
y or
art
istic
nat
ure
from
stu
dent
s en
rolle
d at
Ore
gon
Stat
e U
nive
rsity
. Su
bmis
sion
sh
ould
be
sent
to:
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m M
agaz
ine
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oria
l Uni
on E
ast
Ore
gon
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e U
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w.o
rego
nsta
te.e
du/p
rism
mag
azin
e
Table
of C
onte
nts
Cove
rs
Untit
led
∙ Eun
ice
Ha
∙ Ink
Ti
tle P
age
Portr
ait 1
∙ A
man
da L
ucas
∙ Ch
arco
al
4
Alta
r Boy
∙ K
ylen
Rea
gan
∙ Pho
togr
aph
5
Oth
er F
ucki
ng P
oets
∙ Ky
an B
aird
∙ Po
etry
6
Win
gs ∙
Rach
el G
rimes
∙ Dig
ital I
mag
e7
Bu
tterfl
ies
in M
ay ∙
Mat
thew
Nic
assi
o ∙ P
oetr
y8
Tulip
s ∙ M
alyn
da S
hook
∙ Po
etry
10
De
ad L
eave
s in
Jun
e ∙ G
eff r
ey D
avis
∙ Po
etry
12
Po
rtrai
t 2 ∙
Am
anda
Luc
as ∙
Char
coal
13
2
runa
way
s in
the
nigh
ttim
e ∙ D
anie
l Cul
len
∙ Poe
try
14
Mo
nkey
in H
is Ja
cket
∙ M
alyn
da S
hook
∙ Pr
int
15
Ea
ting
an O
rang
e ∙ S
arah
B. B
urgh
ause
r ∙ P
oetr
y16
Igna
cia P
aula
Dura
n Lu
jan
∙ Brid
get B
lasi
∙ Po
etry
18
Un
title
d ∙ B
lake
Hei
ss ∙
Phot
ogra
ph
19
Th
e Ha
rves
t ∙ G
eff r
ey D
avis
∙ Po
etry
20
Th
ree
Deat
hs ∙
Jerr
y Br
unoe
∙ Po
etry
22
My
Thi
ghs ∙
Brid
get B
lasi
∙ Po
etry
23
Un
title
d ∙ K
elly
Kee
nan
∙ Pho
togr
aph
24
Ve
niso
n ∙ M
alyn
da S
hook
∙ Po
etry
∙ Fa
ll 200
5 Ed
itor’s
Pick
26
W
oman
∙ Br
idge
t Bla
si ∙
Poet
ry27
Untit
led
∙ Chr
isty
Cas
beer
∙ O
il on
Boa
rd P
anel
s28
Exce
rpts
from
The
Oth
er A
rmy
∙ SPC
Josh
ua J.
Mel
lon
∙ Pro
se31
Portr
ait 3
∙ A
man
da L
ucas
∙ Ch
arco
al
32
Mo
nter
ey B
ay A
quar
ium
∙ Ky
len
Reag
an ∙
Phot
ogra
ph33
148
∙ Ste
phen
Sum
mer
s ∙ P
oetr
y34
THE
GREA
TEST
TRA
GEDI
ES O
F LIF
E AR
E TH
ESE:
∙ M
alyn
da S
hook
∙ Po
etry
35
Me
dicin
e Ca
bine
t ∙ E
ric S
teen
∙ M
ixed
Med
ia36
More
than
For
gery
∙ G
eff r
ey D
avis
∙ Po
etry
38
Ho
uses
∙ El
izab
eth
Lam
b ∙ P
hoto
grap
h39
4th
of J
uly,
Ave
ry P
ark
∙ Jer
emy
Da
Rosa
∙ Po
etry
40
Co
ntrib
utor
s
4 �
Prism
Alta
r Boy
� K
ylen
Rea
gan
� Ph
otog
raph
Prism
- 5
Oth
er F
ucki
ng P
oets
K
yan
Baird
Ano
ther
poe
tw
ith b
ette
r poe
ms
is q
uite
a tu
rn o
ff w
hen
you
know
him
. O
r her
I su
ppos
e.Th
ey a
re b
ette
rat
telli
ng s
ecre
ts, l
ike
“I ha
ve e
yes
for y
our g
irl.”
Bett
er p
oets
who
se p
oem
sar
e m
ore
envi
ous
with
gre
ater
depr
avity
, ind
ucin
g go
ose
bum
ps o
verla
ppin
gpr
evio
ustin
gled
dim
ples
.I w
onde
r,re
mov
al is
requ
ired
–I d
on’t
get c
hills
from
my
own
scrip
t.
6 �
Prism
Prism
- 7
Win
gs �
Rac
hel G
rimes
� D
igita
l Pho
togr
aph
Butte
rfl ie
s in
May
Ma
tthew
Nica
ssio
Cold
win
d kn
ows
the
song
sO
f but
terfl
ies
fuck
ing
with
Thei
r win
gs c
olor
ful a
s th
e sp
ring
Whe
n I s
ee th
em I
feel
pin
ned
Stuc
k in
gla
ss a
wkw
ardl
yW
ithou
t pai
n, a
nd s
oarin
g in
my
drea
ms
They
go
agai
n, th
ose
butt
erfl i
es,
Ench
antin
g us
with
thei
r lus
t,Fr
agm
entin
g tim
e fo
r the
few
of u
s
That
sto
od, w
aite
d an
d w
atch
ed.
We
hate
d th
em fo
r the
ir so
ng a
nd th
eyFu
cked
the
win
d a
new
hom
e
8 �
Prism
Tu
lips
Maly
nda
Shoo
k
I.
T
he In
sole
nts
The
red
tulip
s st
and
in th
e sl
ipof
gro
und
that
rim
s th
e cr
acki
ng w
alk
pert
and
upr
ight
, wax
y lip
s de
wed
.M
outh
ing
Apr
il’s
ankl
es, t
hey
smirk
over
bes
ted
win
ter’s
str
ict,
too
fi rm
for g
row
th.
On
cale
ndar
s th
ey a
re d
emur
ean
d ap
pear
the
para
mou
nt o
f inn
ocen
ce.
The
East
er w
oodc
ut,
Mrs
. Woo
ley’
s fa
vorit
e st
amp.
This
mor
ning
on
your
doo
rste
p,th
e gr
ey c
loud
s m
imic
king
the
roof
tops
who
ech
o pe
ople
sle
epin
g un
dern
eath
in c
lum
sy fl
uff s
,th
ey s
purt
in c
rimso
n qu
ips
thei
r lee
ring
dam
p.
I do
not s
top,
but
pas
s w
ithou
t a d
ownw
ard
mov
eto
sm
ell t
heir
dark
tent
acle
s,th
e m
emos
left
by
bees
.
Prism
- 9
II.
T
he M
orni
ng A
fter
Rent
now
,sp
laye
d by
rain
and
gre
edfo
r Apr
il’s
heat
, the
ir sl
ick
lips
sag,
roug
e-sm
eare
d,
swol
len
from
the
fi erc
e m
oist
nig
httr
emul
ous
win
d ra
ges,
the
upw
ards
rain
spat
terin
g th
e tin
she
et o
f the
roof
drum
min
g fi n
gers
on
my
skyl
ight
,as
king
in.
Exha
uste
d, th
ey le
an s
kew
ed a
ngle
s
No
mor
e th
e se
amle
ss fr
ont,
the
chor
us o
f ope
n th
roat
s gu
rglin
g ye
llow
sta
rs.
They
are
ski
rts
and
arm
s fl u
ng o
utan
d lim
p, to
o w
eary
eve
n to
sw
atat
tent
ive
fl ies
that
sw
arm
thei
r crim
son
yaw
n,dr
onin
g ha
lf-fo
rgot
ten
mel
odie
s.
10 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
11
Dead
Lea
ves
in J
une
Gef
frey
Davi
s
The
elde
rly c
oupl
e is
gar
deni
ng to
day.
The
old
wom
an lo
oks
heal
thy
As
she
boun
ds a
roun
d, c
ondu
ctin
gH
er p
artn
er ri
ding
the
mow
er.
They
mow
aro
und
the
Butt
ercu
ps o
f spr
ing,
Each
roun
ded
bunc
h ac
cent
ed b
y th
e ab
senc
eO
f gro
wth
sur
roun
ding
them
—se
para
ted
by a
fam
iliar
ity—
the
para
llel l
ines
runn
ing
the
hill
Inte
rrup
ted
by g
olde
n fl o
wer
s.
And
I do
n’t k
now
why
, Bro
ther
,Bu
t thi
s re
min
ds m
e of
you
.O
f the
day
I le
ft to
wn.
Or o
f the
tim
e w
e pu
shed
bai
lsO
f hay
in th
e th
unde
rsto
rmTo
mak
e w
ay fo
r the
fl at
bed.
You
ran
scre
amin
g fo
r our
trai
ler
As
light
enin
g ch
arre
d a
near
by tr
ee.
In m
y re
telli
ng, I
leav
e ou
t the
par
tW
here
I cr
y af
ter y
ou’re
gon
e.I b
awle
d an
d pu
shed
, wai
ting
For a
n an
swer
to o
ur s
ins.
The
next
tim
e I d
rive
byIt
is th
e m
iddl
e of
June
.W
hy is
it w
e lie
?Th
ere
is n
o el
derly
cou
ple
orch
estr
atin
g th
e hi
ll;Th
e fl o
wer
s ar
e de
ad.
Drie
d by
the
sum
mer
hea
t,Th
ey s
tand
as
skel
etal
rem
inde
rsO
f thi
ngs
I can
’t kn
ow.
And
, aga
in, I
’m re
min
ded
of y
ou.
12 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
13
Face
2 �
Am
anda
Luc
as �
Cha
rcoa
l
2 ru
naw
ays
in th
e ni
ghtti
me
Dani
el C
ulle
n
i lea
ve th
e fl a
shlig
ht w
here
he
tells
me
to.
betw
een
his
pillo
w c
ase
and
my
rolle
d up
swea
ter.
his
head
face
s m
y he
ad.
blac
k ey
es in
the
dark
.w
e do
n’t k
eep
our f
aces
aft
er th
e lig
htgo
es o
ut.
eyel
ids
disa
ppea
r.in
the
mid
dle
of th
e ni
ght.
no n
ose.
no
mou
th.
just
one
big
cha
rcoa
l blo
ck.
slug
s ro
ll ar
ound
in th
e so
cket
sof
his
eye
s. i w
ant t
o re
ach
for t
he fl
ashl
ight
.he
tells
me
to p
ipe
dow
n.
it’s
blac
kest
bla
ck b
ut i
can
still
see
thei
r shi
ne,
2 sa
d lit
tle a
rmie
s. m
eltin
g in
his
hea
d.i d
on’t
know
if th
ey a
re re
al.
slug
s ar
e fo
r squ
ishi
ng.
and
i kno
w h
e’s
a ki
ller.
so th
en, w
hy th
e tr
ails
?
14 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
15
Monk
ey in
His
Jack
et �
Maly
nda
Shoo
k �
Prin
t
Eatin
g an
Ora
nge
S
arah
B. B
urgh
ause
r
It ta
kes
her a
n ho
urto
eat
an
oran
gem
easu
ring
pulp
and
wei
ght o
f pits
pulli
ng fr
om th
e ce
nter
all t
he ju
ice
with
in.
The
peel
unf
urls
in p
erfe
ct c
ircle
s –
she
touc
hes
rind,
the
skin
text
ured
by
her h
ands
ro
undi
ngth
eir w
ay a
long
.Ju
ice
drip
sdo
wn
her p
inky
onto
her
wris
tin
to s
uppl
e w
edge
s ro
lling
the
smal
l sac
s un
tilon
ly s
kin
and
pulp
and
see
dsar
e le
ft.
16 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
17
Igna
cia P
aula
Dura
n Lu
jan
Brid
get B
lasi
The
June
-bug
san
g ou
t in
autu
mn
to th
e ho
t Alb
uque
rque
air
wra
ppin
g m
y lit
tle b
ody
as e
ager
fi ng
ers
pres
sed
the
door
bell
to y
our s
hrun
ken
Alic
e in
Won
derla
nd h
ouse
.
The
brow
n do
or c
reak
ed o
pen,
the
scen
t of t
ortil
las
and
old
wom
an m
usk:
“Hijo
le! M
i hija
tas!
Ven
! Ven
!”A
nd tw
o fl a
bby
arm
s en
velo
ped
my
body
,m
y fa
ce c
rush
ed in
the
war
mth
of y
our b
osom
loud
ly u
sher
ed in
to th
e ro
om w
ith c
ouch
esdr
aped
in c
ranb
erry
, oliv
e, a
nd w
hite
afg
hans
croc
hete
d by
you
r gna
rled
fi nge
rsye
ars
ago
whe
n yo
u m
ade
me
a do
ll go
wn
of c
roch
eted
pin
k an
d pe
arl w
hite
.Th
e so
litai
re g
ame
stoo
d in
lim
bobe
side
the
blar
ing
TV, s
hout
ing
into
the
room
fram
ed w
ith c
hild
hood
sce
nes
as y
ou g
rab
a cl
ay b
owl a
nd p
our
yest
erda
y’s
rice
pudd
ing
in w
ith a
plo
p—a
mes
s of
whi
te fo
am a
nd s
wee
t cin
nam
oncl
umpe
d on
the
coun
ter—
luke
war
man
d un
refr
iger
ated
in a
forg
otte
n m
omen
t.
But t
hen
you
rem
embe
red
and
bega
n to
wip
e off
the
wee
k’s
resi
due
of b
urnt
red
chili
and
spill
ed w
ater
as y
our s
oul s
ang
the
hym
n it
had
hidd
en th
ere
year
s ag
o w
hen
the
rice
pudd
ing
was
sm
ooth
and
the
tort
illas
wer
e m
ade
soft
with
hand
s th
at c
roch
eted
the
time
into
a re
inde
er to
ado
rna
Chris
tmas
tree
in D
ecem
ber.
18 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
19
Untit
led
� Bla
ke H
eiss
� P
hoto
grap
h
The
Harv
est
for G
reat
Unc
le Mi
ke
Gef
frey
Davi
s
“The
y w
ill c
rem
ate
him
on
Thur
sday
,”Sh
e sa
id, s
tand
ing
besi
de m
e in
the
hollo
w d
ark
Of o
ur b
ack
porc
h. N
ot b
ury
Like
the
shoe
-box
-cat
, dro
wne
dIn
a fi
ve g
allo
n bu
cket
wei
ghte
d w
ith ra
inw
ater
. Th
e sa
me
rain
that
my
fath
er p
raye
d fo
rTo
mak
e th
e ha
rves
t thi
ck a
nd fu
llW
ith g
row
th.
And
whe
n it
cam
e, I
mea
sure
dTh
e w
ater
line,
mak
ing
light
mar
ksW
ith m
y po
cket
knife
, wai
ting
for t
he d
ayIt
wou
ld s
pill
from
the
buck
etO
nto
the
eart
h ar
ound
. Bu
t the
wat
er w
as it
s da
rkne
ss.
And
I du
gA
hol
e an
d pl
aced
, as
gent
ly a
s ha
nds
Coul
d pl
ace,
lett
ing
eart
h sp
ill o
ver
The
card
boar
d co
ffi n.
Tw
o ni
ghts
late
r, A
coy
ote
dug
up th
e sh
allo
w g
rave
.I r
emem
ber t
hink
ing
of th
e ca
t, re
-dro
wne
dA
nd c
ompr
esse
d in
the
shar
p fl u
ids
Of t
he d
og’s
gut.
And
now
,Ei
ght y
ears
late
r, th
is is
wha
t I im
agin
eW
e w
ill c
ry o
ver o
n Th
ursd
ay.
20 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
21
Thre
e De
aths
Jerry
Bru
noe
1a.
The
gray
por
ch c
reak
ed in
key
with
the
song
we
sang
. Ra
in s
lapp
edth
e ro
of to
p in
rhyt
hm.
Slow
lyth
e m
omen
tum
gat
here
d, h
oldi
ngha
nds
in a
circ
le o
ur fe
et la
nded
with
ligh
tnin
g st
rikes
. Li
ke a
dru
m,
thun
der c
lapp
ed a
nd w
e fi n
ishe
dth
e so
ng, f
allin
g in
a c
ircle
with
gig
gles
.G
rand
ma
burs
t thr
ough
the
scre
endo
or m
ean
face
d an
d te
ars
on h
er c
heek
s.W
e kn
ew h
ow G
rand
ma
liked
the
sun
for h
er g
arde
n an
d w
e ye
lled
at th
e ra
in,
the
rain
to g
o aw
ay a
nd c
ome
back
so
me
othe
r day
. It
didn
’t lis
ten.
1b.
Mom
enta
rily,
in th
e bl
ack
grou
nd,
som
eone
laug
hed
and
I kne
w th
e jo
ke:
G
rand
ma
still
wea
rs d
iape
rs.
1c.
One
sta
rted
sin
ging
and
I jo
ined
, ho
ping
to m
ake
Gra
ndm
a la
ugh,
“It’s
rain
ing.
It’s
pour
ing.
The
old
man
is s
norin
g. H
e w
ent t
o be
d an
d bu
mpe
d hi
s he
ad a
nd c
ould
n’t w
ake
in th
e m
orni
ng,” s
he k
ept c
ryin
g an
dw
e di
dn’t
unde
rsta
nd.
She
shoo
edus
into
the
hous
e, c
orra
lling
us
into
the
crow
ded
livin
g ro
om. “
Qui
et,”
she
said
. We
squi
rmed
in o
ur s
eats
.
Seve
n st
rang
ers
cam
e in
to th
e ro
oman
d ea
ch c
arrie
d a
hand
-dru
m la
rger
than
thei
r gru
esom
e be
llies
. The
y be
llow
edso
ngs
and
poun
ded
thei
r dru
ms
loud
ly.
The
porc
h di
dn’t
crea
k w
ith th
em,
let a
lone
in k
ey.
2a.
The
bed
and
fl oor
cre
aked
toge
ther
in rh
ythm
. O
ur le
gs, m
ig-le
ngth
slap
ped
each
oth
er re
d. T
he s
pit
from
you
r ton
gue
tast
ed li
ke C
oors
.Yo
u sc
ream
ed, b
efor
e m
y ch
oke-
hold
bec
ame
too
tight
, “Yo
u fu
ckin
gas
shol
e.” I
spen
t the
last
min
ute
tight
enin
g m
y gr
ip a
nd th
rust
ing
hard
er.
You
whe
ezed
as
I cam
e.
Stum
blin
g fr
om th
e be
d I h
it th
e dr
esse
ran
d th
en to
ssed
you
a fr
esh
pair
of p
antie
s.I t
old
you
your
dre
ss w
as h
angi
ng in
the
bath
room
as
I loo
ked
for m
y pa
nts.
Your
sni
ffl in
g w
as lo
uder
than
the
piss
echo
ing
from
the
toile
t. M
y be
lly b
ulgi
ngov
er, I
cou
ldn’
t put
on
my
pant
s. I
sett
led
to h
ave
it sa
fety
-pin
ned.
Fin
ally
I tie
dm
y bo
w-t
ie o
n an
d sa
id, “
You
look
goo
din
red.
” W
e to
ok tw
o sh
ots
of Ja
ck D
anie
lsfo
llow
ed b
y a
Scot
ch b
efor
e w
e le
ft.
2b.
Abo
ve y
our h
ead,
all
men
see
, gre
enle
aves
and
whi
te b
errie
s of
mis
tleto
e.
2c.
We
sat w
ith o
ur b
ow-t
ie a
nd re
ddr
ess,
out o
f pla
ce. Y
our f
amily
sa
ng A
maz
ing
Grac
e an
d a
few
song
s fr
om y
our t
ribe
that
I do
n’t k
now
.Th
e su
n be
at d
own
and
bent
our
nec
ks.
Nau
seat
ed, w
e sw
ay o
ut o
f rhy
thm
to th
e so
ngs
that
are
san
g.
Driv
ing
back
I w
ish
to c
limb
into
that
Was
co la
p of
you
rs -
smal
l and
bro
wn
- an
d la
y aw
hile
(let
you
r arm
s w
rap
arou
nd m
e; s
mal
l han
ds re
st in
min
e).
I wan
t to
spea
k to
you
, as
Gio
vann
iw
ould
say
, in
my
love
lang
uage
:“I’
m ti
red.
I’m
sor
e. I
need
to re
st.”
The
driv
e se
emed
sho
rt. T
oo ti
red
to m
ake
itto
the
room
I sl
ept o
n th
e so
fa, s
till i
n m
y su
it.
3a.
I sit
alon
e no
w, o
n th
e gr
ay o
ld p
orch
.It
no lo
nger
rain
s. T
he s
and,
on
occa
sion
slap
s m
e in
the
face
. M
y na
ils a
re b
rittle
and
bend
like
my
old
bone
s, m
uscl
es s
aglik
e a
bow
and
so
does
the
old
gray
por
ch -
it cr
eaks
an
awfu
l ton
e an
d ou
t of k
ey.
I no
long
er s
ing.
I re
mem
ber h
ow I
plan
ned
to b
uild
a s
win
ging
ben
ch, s
ome
year
s ag
o,m
y ad
ditio
n to
this
por
ch.
I chu
ckle
at m
yam
bitio
ns, j
ust l
ike
our d
runk
en d
ays
lyin
gon
the
porc
h, c
ool s
ips
of s
omet
hing
alc
ohol
icto
kee
p ou
r cor
e do
wn.
3b.
I am
lost
with
inan
d fo
und
with
out l
ove.
3c.
I ask
the
porc
h, w
ith m
y dr
unke
nm
outh
, to
shut
up
for j
ust o
nefu
ckin
g m
omen
t: I
wan
t to
thin
kof
chi
ldho
od. I
rem
embe
r hol
ding
hand
s an
d si
ngin
g, “R
osie
s. Ro
sies
. Po
cket
full
of p
osie
s. A
shes
.A
shes
. We
all f
all d
own.
”
22 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
23
My T
high
s
Jenn
ifer H
ubba
rd
Oh
yes,
I do
have
thig
hsth
ick,
har
d, s
inew
y th
ighs
sket
ches
defi
nin
g m
uscl
es Bu
t som
etim
es th
ighs
jigg
lene
ath
a sq
uint
ing
glar
ein
fron
t of a
mirr
orth
ey w
iggl
e w
hen
poke
dbl
uebe
rry
jello
, var
icos
e ve
ins
crea
my
pink
sca
rs, h
air
too
long
for L
Ato
o sh
ort f
or ra
zor l
oath
ing
hipp
ies
nutm
eg s
patt
erin
gsch
ocol
ate
pool
ed b
irthm
ark
and
hazy
err
atic
frec
kles
.
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led
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lly K
eena
n �
Phot
ogra
ph
24 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
25
Veni
son
Maly
nda
Shoo
k
•Fall
200
5 Ed
itor’s
Pick
•
You
skin
ned
a de
er h
ere
whe
n I w
as fi
vein
the
dank
she
d cl
utte
ring
the
dark
corn
er o
f the
long
bac
k ya
rd. I
wat
ched
you
by a
sin
gle
bulb
hus
k
the
puss
y w
illow
leg
like
early
corn
, muc
us c
ordi
ng th
roug
h yo
ur h
ands
was
tass
el fi
brou
s, ra
w. P
ink
slop
es b
loom
ed b
enea
th li
ke s
ecre
ts
told
too
soon
. The
spa
ded
head
was
hid
den
byyo
ur h
ikin
g bo
ot, l
eft m
e w
atch
ing
limbs
spl
ayed
out
from
a o
nce-
whi
te b
elly
, mot
tled
vase
.D
ark
tulip
s on
vel
vet s
tem
s. Sk
irtle
ss B
lack
-Eye
dSu
sans
, blin
king
. St
roke
by
stro
ke y
ou s
heat
hed
the
ampl
e ro
und,
you
r for
e-he
ad c
rouc
hed
info
cus.
Cra
ftsm
an y
ou, p
lyin
g yo
ur tr
ade.
Sus
pend
edin
the
air w
ere
fl ies
and
sum
mer
nig
ht,
som
eone
spe
akin
g. A
nd y
ou, d
oing
the
dirt
y
wor
k, s
kinn
ing
the
deer
. I a
sked
you
onc
e,Yo
u sa
id I
mus
t hav
e m
ade
it up
. Now
I im
agin
e m
e he
re, y
oung
er, s
tarin
g at
this
spl
otch
of r
ed fr
om a
qui
ttin
g sp
ray-
pain
t can
, in
the
dam
p sh
ed tu
rned
clu
bhou
seth
at m
y ol
der b
roth
er ru
led,
writ
ing
you
in, t
he s
tren
gth
of y
our s
ure
hand
s sk
inni
ng th
at d
eer l
ike
no o
ne e
lse
coul
d st
rip th
e su
pple
ski
n, a
nd la
yits
sof
t for
give
ness
dow
n.
The
Edito
r’s P
ick
is o
ur w
ay o
f ac
know
ledg
ing
wha
t we
feel
is th
e st
rong
est w
ork
of th
is is
sue.
Mal
ynda
Sho
ok’s
Veni
son,
with
its
blue
-col
lar p
asto
ral i
mag
ery,
is fo
r us
a re
pres
enta
tion
of th
e ru
ral l
ife th
at s
urro
unds
us.
It is
not
onl
y ar
tistic
, but
w
ell c
raft
ed.
Wom
an
B
ridge
t Blas
iO
nhe
r hea
dlie
s th
e w
eigh
tof
it
all;
the
stre
ss o
f the
wor
ld o
n he
r b
are-
bone
d sh
ould
ers,
hous
ing
the
inab
ility
to
feed
the
youn
g th
at li
e in
Gul
u di
rt, c
over
edin
torn
red
rags
, the
ir ga
unt l
egs
pulle
d tig
ht
to ju
ttin
g rib
s. Sh
e w
atch
es a
s th
ey g
row
wea
k--t
oo w
eak
to s
wat
the
fl ies
that
line
thei
r tau
ght b
lack
ski
n; li
sten
s to
the
hum
of q
uiet
crie
s lik
e th
e rh
ythm
of th
e bu
sh, t
he ro
ckin
g gi
ant
man
ato
p he
r, cl
aim
ing
her,
owni
ng h
er, b
ruis
ing.
The
brill
iant
whi
te o
f her
ey
es re
fl ect
the
horr
ors
of L
R A
rmy—
raw
bea
tings
with
gra
in p
estle
s, th
e m
urde
rof
the
babe
in th
e m
orta
r, pa
in o
f im
pose
d se
xon
a g
irl n
ot y
et e
leve
n yo
ung.
Her
with
ered
han
dfl i
es to
her
mou
th, h
er g
asp
audi
ble:
the
brid
eof
yet
ano
ther
man
, the
dom
estic
sla
ve w
ith n
o rig
hts,
no fo
od, a
nd t
he c
ost o
f rap
efo
reve
r in
her b
lood
. Beg
ging
for
wat
er, f
or ju
stic
e, to
be
told
sh
e is
mor
e th
an th
e re
d ra
g of
clo
th h
ung
loos
ely
abou
t her
kno
bby
knee
s. Le
ft o
utsi
de th
e re
fuge
e w
alls
, add
ed to
the
rank
s of
the
defi l
ed, i
t’s h
ard
for h
erto
bel
ieve
a w
oman
is m
ore
than
co
llate
ral d
amag
e in
a U
gand
an w
ar.
Resp
onse
to a
rtic
le: “
Viol
ence
aga
inst
wom
en in
Uga
nda”
by
Rich
ard
Loug
h an
d Eu
an D
enho
lm.
Am
nest
y In
tern
atio
nal.
07/1
7/05
. 26
� P
rism
Prism
- 27
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led
� Ch
risty
Cas
beer
� O
il on
Boar
d Pa
nels
28 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
29
expe
rienc
e ju
st w
ent f
rom
unp
leas
ant t
o de
cide
dly
un-fu
n. A
n es
say
that
bet
ter r
esem
bled
m
y tr
ue fe
elin
gs w
ould
hav
e em
phas
ized
that
I do
n’t w
ant t
his
M16
in th
e fi r
st p
lace
, and
I t
here
fore
foun
d it
easy
to lo
se.
And
so,
as
I writ
e th
is, I
look
dis
dain
fully
at m
y w
eapo
n th
inki
ng: “
Wel
l, M
16 #
2460
1, w
e’re
goi
ng to
sha
re s
ome
sour
tim
es to
geth
er.”
... To e
nhan
ce o
ur t
rain
ing,
the
re a
re m
ock
Iraqi
tow
ns s
catt
ered
abo
ut t
his
hot
sum
mer
de
sert
som
e tw
enty
mile
s no
rth
of t
he U
S-M
exic
o bo
rder
. W
e fr
eque
nted
a v
illag
e ca
lled
“Al-M
attr
,” w
hich
is p
opul
ated
by
as m
any
as 2
00 a
ctor
s, an
d is
com
pris
ed o
f 43
st
ruct
ures
incl
udin
g a
Mos
que,
bak
ery,
pol
ice
stat
ion,
bar
ber
shop
, and
an
auto
rep
air
gara
ge, a
mon
g ot
hers
. Th
e vi
llage
rs a
re e
ntire
ly M
exic
an a
nd, a
ccor
ding
to
one
acto
r, w
orki
ng fo
r the
Arm
y ov
er o
ther
wor
k be
caus
e th
e pa
y is
$8
an h
our.
The
y sp
eak
Span
ish
in p
lace
of A
rabi
c, a
nd to
com
mun
icat
e w
ith th
em, w
e ha
ve “I
raqi
” tra
nsla
tors
. Th
ere
are
also
Iraq
i pol
ice
and
Iraqi
sec
urity
forc
e ac
tors
. One
of o
ur m
issi
ons
was
to b
uild
a tr
affi c
co
ntro
l poi
nt o
utsi
de A
l-Mat
tr in
15
min
utes
with
con
cert
ina
wire
and
our
mac
hine
-gun
be
arin
g ve
hicl
es.
We
then
had
to m
aint
ain
it fo
r fi v
e ho
urs
equi
pped
with
bla
nk a
mm
o,
body
arm
or, a
nd r
iot
gear
. So
on a
fter
our
pos
t w
as e
stab
lishe
d w
e w
ere
taun
ted
by a
m
an w
alki
ng h
is d
og a
long
our
per
imet
er. T
he Ir
aqi f
ello
w p
icke
d ou
t an
Asi
an so
ldie
r and
ta
unte
d in
Spa
nish
, “Yo
u’re
not
Am
eric
an, w
hy a
re y
ou w
ith t
hem
?” (F
or t
he fi
rst
time,
I w
as a
ppre
ciat
ive
of t
hose
for
ced
year
s of
hig
h sc
hool
Spa
nish
.) H
e th
en p
roce
eded
to
mak
e hi
s eye
s int
o sl
ants
and
sing
a m
ocki
ng A
sian
song
, “D
ong-
Don
g, D
ong-
Don
g, D
ong!
” O
n cu
e an
d to
the
satis
fact
ion
of o
ur in
stru
ctor
s, a
sold
ier fi
red
an a
bsur
d w
arni
ng s
hot a
t th
e m
an. I
n a
sepa
rate
inci
dent
, tw
o vi
llage
rs b
egge
d m
e fo
r foo
d an
d w
ater
on
my
port
ion
of th
e fe
nce.
I o
ff ere
d th
em a
pie
ce o
f gum
and
they
wer
e ap
prec
iativ
e an
d le
ft.
On
the
othe
r sid
e of
the
fenc
e, th
e sa
me
two
villa
gers
wen
t beg
ging
and
our
gua
rds
disp
atch
ed
four
sold
iers
in ri
ot g
ear t
o dr
ive
them
aw
ay. T
hese
reac
tions
by
my
unit,
alo
ng w
ith o
ther
un
beco
min
g co
nfro
ntat
ions
, con
trib
uted
to th
e “bl
oody
” rio
t we
face
d by
95
of th
e vi
llage
rs
(“w
ar o
ffi ci
als”
dec
ide
who
is k
illed
, wou
nded
, etc
.). I
n th
e A
fter
-Act
ion
Revi
ew, w
e w
ere
rem
inde
d to
mak
e an
att
empt
to
win
the
“hea
rts
and
min
ds” o
f th
e Ira
qi p
eopl
e. L
ater
th
at d
ay, a
van
spe
d to
the
back
gat
e w
here
I w
as p
oste
d an
d op
ened
fi re
on
som
e of
the
Iraqi
pol
ice
(We
wer
e to
ld t
hat
the
Iraqi
pol
ice
are
likel
y as
sass
inat
ion
targ
ets
beca
use
othe
r Ira
qis
wan
t th
eir
jobs
.).
Rem
embe
ring
my
prom
ise
to C
orin
ne t
o liv
e at
all
cost
s an
d to
tra
in a
s I e
xpec
t to
fi gh
t, I u
sed
one
of t
he Ir
aqi o
ffi ce
rs a
s a
hum
an s
hiel
d. T
he
war
refe
rees
took
not
ice
and
decl
ared
me
a su
rviv
or.
The
dead
sho
uld
tell
no t
ales
, but
Exce
rpts
from
The
Oth
er A
rmy
S
PC M
ello
n, J
oshu
a J.
May
200
5: F
t. Co
rval
lis, O
R (L
ivin
g-ro
om)
A “U
nit
of In
tere
st?”
Shi
t. D
eplo
ymen
t m
eans
at
leas
t 36
5 da
ys o
f hel
l and
irra
tiona
lity.
Th
is w
on’t
be fo
reig
n to
me,
how
ever
; I w
as C
atho
lic fo
r 20
year
s. It
’s an
aw
ful f
eelin
g to
be
und
er s
omeo
ne’s
cont
rol w
hen
they
don
’t ca
re a
bout
you
r de
sire
s or
thi
nk o
f you
as
anyo
ne s
peci
al...
I fe
el s
ick.
... Aug
2005
: Ft
. Blis
s, TX
(Tra
inin
g Fa
cilit
y)W
here
to b
egin
... la
te la
st e
veni
ng, I
left
my
M16
in o
ur n
earb
y ca
mp
latr
ine
and
I did
n’t
real
ize
it un
til t
his
mor
ning
. I’l
l jum
p ah
ead
to a
sel
ectio
n fr
om t
he 5
00 w
ord
apol
ogy
I ha
d to
writ
e ab
out T
he Im
port
ance
of W
eapo
ns A
ccou
ntab
ility
: “I
n th
is e
ssay
, I h
ope
to
dem
onst
rate
tha
t I r
ecog
nize
the
ser
ious
ness
of w
eapo
ns a
ccou
ntab
ility
, and
tha
t I a
m
sinc
erel
y re
mor
sefu
l for
leav
ing
my
wea
pon
unat
tend
ed.
I hav
e co
mpi
led
a lo
ng li
st o
f st
rong
reas
ons
why
wea
pons
acc
ount
abili
ty is
crit
ical
ly im
port
ant,
but I
bel
ieve
they
boi
l do
wn
to t
hree
cen
tral
issu
es:
1) I
am in
eff e
ctiv
e w
ithou
t m
y w
eapo
n; t
o de
fend
mys
elf
or m
y fe
llow
sol
dier
s, 2)
an
unm
onito
red
wea
pon
puts
all
of u
s in
dan
ger,
and
3) a
lost
w
eapo
n w
ill p
rom
pt m
any
unde
sira
ble
bure
aucr
atic
con
sequ
ence
s.” I
real
ly fo
cuse
d on
th
is la
st is
sue
sinc
e it
aff e
cted
me
the
mos
t. A
fter
my
wea
pon
was
retu
rned
to m
e, I
was
be
rate
d by
an
offi c
er yo
unge
r tha
n m
e, st
rippe
d of
ent
erta
inm
ent p
rivile
ges,
mad
e to
clea
n th
e he
avily
use
d to
ilets
eve
ry o
ther
day
, and
ord
ered
to s
tand
at a
tten
tion
for 2
0 m
inut
es
in fr
ont
of m
y un
it. T
his
expe
rienc
e w
as c
appe
d by
a d
eman
d th
at I
perf
orm
60
push
-up
s. Th
ough
I re
gula
rly s
core
with
in th
e to
p 1%
on
the
Arm
y Ph
ysic
al F
itnes
s Te
st, i
t was
im
port
ant t
o en
sure
that
the
offi c
er w
ho o
rder
ed m
e to
do
the
push
-ups
felt
like
60 w
as
the
right
num
ber.
Thi
s ent
ails
bre
ezin
g th
roug
h th
e fi r
st 3
0, st
rugg
ling
a bi
t with
the
next
15
, fi gh
ting
thro
ugh
the
follo
win
g 10
, sha
king
ove
r tho
se n
ear-
the-
end
fi erc
e 4,
and
fi nd
ing
Jesu
s in
that
fi na
l pus
h-up
. Yes
, I le
arne
d m
y le
sson
with
that
per
fect
60.
But
just
in c
ase
I di
dn’t,
I al
so h
ave
to c
arry
my
M16
eve
ryw
here
I go
(bat
hroo
m, r
unni
ng, e
tc.).
My
trai
ning
the
acto
r I u
sed
was
pis
sed.
To
expl
ain
mys
elf I
dec
lare
d th
at, “
I’d ra
ther
be
judg
ed b
y 12
th
an b
urie
d by
6,” a
nd in
app
aren
t dis
agre
emen
t with
this
logi
c, h
e ca
lled
me,
in E
nglis
h, a
“c
owar
dly
bitc
h.”
Onc
e th
is a
ctor
was
resu
rrec
ted
by a
war
offi
cial
, he
turn
ed o
n us
and
ki
lled
thre
e U
S so
ldie
rs b
efor
e he
was
sho
t by
me
(I w
as w
atch
ing
this
guy
). T
he le
sson
: do
n’t t
rust
the
Iraqi
pol
ice.
At t
he e
nd o
f the
exe
rcis
e, w
e ha
d sl
augh
tere
d m
ore
than
fi ve
in
noce
nt c
ivili
ans,
gene
rally
har
asse
d th
e vi
llage
rs, a
nd I
was
out
of g
um.
... I’m n
ow p
rivy
to a
ll th
at w
ordl
ess
com
mun
icat
ion
seen
in w
ar m
ovie
s. U
nfor
tuna
tely
, the
offi
cia
l han
d an
d ar
m s
igna
ls a
re n
ot a
s in
tuiti
vely
obv
ious
as
they
are
in th
e m
ovie
s. F
or
inst
ance
, you
’re su
ppos
ed to
hol
d bo
th h
ands
in fr
ont o
f you
r fac
e to
indi
cate
that
you
don’
t un
ders
tand
a g
iven
mes
sage
and
the
n w
ait
for
clar
ifi ca
tion,
rat
her
than
just
doi
ng y
our
own
dam
n th
ing,
as
is th
e A
mer
ican
cus
tom
. H
owev
er, I
do
appr
ecia
te th
e cl
arity
of t
he
“we’
re e
nter
ing
a da
nger
are
a an
d ar
e lik
ely
goin
g to
die
” sig
nal:
a h
and
acro
ss th
e th
roat
m
imic
king
a s
impl
e de
capi
tatio
n. U
pon
seei
ng th
is, I
wou
ld g
ive
the
“I do
n’t u
nder
stan
d”
sign
al a
nd th
en d
o m
y ow
n da
mn
thin
g.
The
Edito
r’s P
ick
is o
ur w
ay o
f ac
know
ledg
ing
wha
t we
feel
is th
e st
rong
est w
ork
of
this
issu
e. M
alyn
da S
hook
’s Ve
niso
n, w
ith it
s bl
ue-c
olla
r pas
tora
l im
ager
y, is
for u
s a
repr
esen
tatio
n of
the
rura
l life
that
sur
roun
ds u
s. It
is n
ot o
nly
artis
tic, b
ut w
ell c
raft
ed.
30 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
31
Portr
ait 3
� A
man
da L
ucas
� C
harc
oal
32 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
33
Mont
eray
Bay
Aqu
ariu
m �
Kyl
en R
eaga
n �
Phot
ogra
ph
148
Step
hen
Sum
mer
s
and
for s
ix e
lect
ric li
ght.
To h
ell w
ith
swel
l frie
nds.
Awfu
lly s
wel
l. In
love
hav
ing
it. Ju
st e
xcha
nged
of v
alue
s
enou
ghex
perie
nceE
njoy
ing
fi ve
wen
t alo
ng y
ou d
id p
oint
. I li
ked
to s
ee h
im h
urt
34 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
35
THE
GREA
TEST
TRA
GEDI
ES IN
LIFE
ARE
THE
SE:
Maly
nda
Shoo
k
I. Des
pite
our
big
gest
aim
sw
e do
not
touc
h.By
virt
ue o
f our
ato
ms
we
are
sole
,sc
reen
ed b
y th
e el
ectr
on’s
spas
tic lu
rch
butt
ing
even
in m
ost i
ntim
ate
Baby
’s fi r
st to
uch
the
fi nge
r pin
ched
in g
um c
rush
the
suck
ing
bond
of fi
rst w
et, i
mpr
ovis
atio
nal h
old.
II. The
atom
doe
sn’t
know
it is
alo
ne.
Medi
cine
Cabi
net �
Eric
Ste
en �
Mixe
d Me
dia
36 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
37
2. Or t
he w
ay m
y fa
ther
tapp
ed h
is fo
otW
hile
pla
ying
the
guita
r, as
ifTo
a d
iff er
ent,
dist
ant b
eat.
The
one
to p
lay
agai
nst.
And
the
wor
ds h
e be
lted,
If he
san
g, c
ould
brin
g m
e to
tear
sBe
fore
I w
as a
war
e. T
hey
wer
eAc
hing
on
air.
By h
igh
scho
ol,
He
neve
r rea
lly c
ame
back
.H
is A
foun
d its
way
into
my
hand
.A
nd, a
gain
, I p
ract
iced
;A
ll th
ose
pond
erin
g ni
ghts
Sayi
ng n
ame
with
out t
he A
.
More
than
For
gery
G
effre
y Da
vis
1. I use
d to
hav
e tr
oubl
e w
ith th
e A
;H
is e
mph
asiz
ed d
etai
l was
har
dTo
cop
y—th
e qu
ick
wav
e of
str
okes
Prec
edin
g th
e do
wnf
all o
f the
pen
. In
mid
dle
scho
ol,
I pra
ctic
ed it
dai
ly fo
r tw
o w
eeks
Befo
re m
y m
othe
r had
me
endo
rse
the
back
sO
f his
V.A
. che
cks,
pile
d fr
om th
e m
onth
sH
e w
ent a
way
—Pa
y to
the
orde
r of
And
then
sig
n on
the
seco
nd li
ne.
They
bou
ght e
noug
h fo
od to
hus
h ou
r rum
blin
gs.
They
kep
t lig
hts
and
war
m w
ater
.
38 �
Pris
mPr
ism -
39
Hous
es �
Eliz
abet
h �
Phot
ogra
ph
4th
of J
uly,
Ave
ry P
ark
Je
rem
y Da
Ros
a
Soup
-Stra
iner
. Han
dleb
ar. T
ruck
er(L
emm
y fr
om M
otor
head
sty
le).
A M
ulst
ache
, the
loya
l sid
ekic
kof
a m
ulle
t. H
aven
’t se
enon
e of
thos
e in
a w
hile
.Tr
ashi
stac
he, e
asie
st o
ne, b
ut w
hydr
ive
a Ca
mry
whe
n yo
u co
uld
driv
ea
Cam
aro?
Fu-
Man
-Chu
. Wea
r it
with
prid
e. T
he Th
rille
r. If
you’
ve g
ot it
you
’ve
got t
o fl a
unt i
t.so
me
peop
le d
on’t
unde
rsta
ndth
e ap
peal
of t
he D
ad-s
tach
e, b
utit
feel
s so
righ
t wea
ring
a le
athe
rja
cket
and
list
enin
g to
Bos
ton.
But,
it’s
mor
e th
an fe
elin
g, it
’sa
way
of l
ife.
Just
look
at B
obD
ylan
, so
ugly
but
so
good
. N
othi
ng s
ays “
Than
k yo
u, A
mer
ica”
Like
a m
usta
che.