The Sweetest Revolutionary by Jessica Care Moore

BOMB 59 Spring 1997
Issue 59 059  Spring 1997

It seems so romantic and cute to get started
But I need to finish my next book
Containing complete thoughts not part-time wants
Knowing Marvin Gaye died the night before his birth
Is why I hurry and you worry that my life work may kill me
Before you ever get a chance to kiss my face
When I really just need my voice hugged
My spirit loved
And a little time to work being a woman
Into my busy schedule …
No one will know we really want to fly south for the winter
With the rest of the black-eyed birds.
 

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BOMB 59, Spring 1997

Featuring interviews with Tim Roth, Amy Hempel, Emmylou Harris, Matthew Ritchie, Wallace Shawn, Christian Wolff, Gilles Peress, Kendall Thomas, and George Walker.

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Issue 59 059  Spring 1997