Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Foot prints in leaves


Trees toss  feathers in apple dapple hues,

leafy crumbs line sidewalks

as Fall mellows and jells into thoughts of gummie bears …

a neighbor child cups her hands over a cooling window

and a late summer pie trembles on the sill

while she peers past lunch boxes set on the kitchen table 

to ghosts of Christmas past…

where children bounce on feather beds

and feathers bounce off laughter

and marshmallows swirl in chocolate blizzards of Halloween costumes and Thanksgiving parades…

fall and swirl around like goose feathers 

bursting out of pillows…she knocks upon the window 

before she skips away

her footprints swirling ‘midst leaves

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Published by Kimberly Vargas Agnese

My name is Kimberly Vargas Agnese, though I've previously written as Kae Bucher. I was born in the Florida Keys, but grew up in the Bay Area before migrating south to the San Joaquin Valley. As I ride barefoot around Fresno, I consider the paths I've chosen and the crossroads where our country seems to have perched itself. Thanks to my Romani ancestry, many people groups reside within me and my poetry tends to reflect this. I love welcoming the sunrise with my Native American flute. I've been rumored to juggle while teaching students how to write. And if you can't find me, I'm probably hanging out with Jesus listening to parables.

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