| christine duttonChristine Dutton was born and raised in Rochester,
      New York, outside of a short stint in the Deep South. She currently
      lives with her partner, an artist, in Northampton, MA. She has
      been active in the poetry "scene" and reads her work
      at Fire & Water. Her work has appeared in Aileron, KotaPress,
      Poems for Peace and Deep Cleveland. cgdutton@hotmail.com Strange Diseaseannouncement relived carefully engineered womb exits
 new foot crawled
 strange disease destiny
 fractures fissures stressors between teeth
 ground to moment
 halt of new heights
 fear of floating
 rising to, the edge,
 a scream
 words to be spared quiet choir and
 the dinner table
 
 The teasetake me to the end with all of you pent up inside
 you are everywhere, it's like moving
 you are 100 years old
 you are still and I ache like the death of me
 i have been, scrubbed clean and raw
 just beyond wanting
 allow me to sin shedding the moment you're dangling
 like a, dried up old river bed
 between your fingertips
 far more than fear you can sense my hairs standing on end
 playing upright, sensing beneath me
 and only for show
   Unnatural Stateyour fate has been decided discount upon discount
 your value
 less than the price of salt
 your place has been created by examining your skull
 your shape
 slotting you into your location
 your thoughts long been derided sunk beneath the earth
 your self
 a distant rumble
 your cause abruptly ended turning what is lost into
 your fear
 devoid of the truth
   "Dis"-function of topiaupon the repeal of "moral" law
 I commenced a grand
 celebration
 with my left hand
 upon my lips
 and caressing with
 legs wide
 on the subway car,
 on my way to you,
 as a close to
 any meeting
 or just because I
 was bored as I
 waited on line
 in what is now common decency
 i would scream
 as anything I desired
 caught my eye
 as anything I dreamed
 excited me,
 when I was angry
 at those
 in the way of what I wanted
 and when I came
 oh God
 how I loved
 that
 you could hear me
 in this new world i opened up and swallowed whole
 everyone I hated,
 who betrayed me
 or displayed the body
 of the whole you, them
 you haunted me
 and I have returned
 the favor
 to those who
 caused me to fear
 and sob and rip
 me to shreds
 to Justice!
 becoming
 the way now is to allow me
 to say I love
 without an image
 of all man, woman
 and the wild
 in the descent on
 the bloody heartstone
 smashed with iron
 smashed with diamond
 see me
 smell me
 smash
 blood and stone
 
 PeaceI. On Hatred Face of iron, steel Strong in resolve to end
 All of the evil that is
 Against us
 Opposite of our ways Extraordinary in difference
 With the pencil point
 In their direction
 Place of our meeting See the sound of each
 Having our children,
 The same
 II. On Liberties Mouth where we need It to shout the rant
 Of OUR single suffering
 OUR pain
 Direction to his home We hang and shoot him
 Destroy his only sense
 Of American
 Country where Original freedom
 Was blessed from the start
 And our original purpose,
 Remember?
 III. On Race Eyes "who" for the reward, Must be the white man wins
 Must be for me
 To be
 Walk to who is black Weak in his darkness
 And death for many
 By me
 City of who will dread Our spite in their direction
 Stop the suffering
 For "WE"
 IV. On War Her body when separated By a calculated attack
 Was just a crash and burn
 For all
 Their search when needing A core of being of god
 Of truth of meaning of voice
 Of sacred of glory
 Was death
 But our land when taken Need not = retaliation
 With bombs with bombs with bombs
 Our spirit, forsaken
 
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