Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Tilt 


Stable me

oh Lord,

everything 

is tilting

on this table…

twisted faces and shouting and

children shivering

under

tablecloths…

parents

throwing tantrums

cigarettes and knives

for the sake  

of a Steeler’s game

and a dime

at a Casino

children crying

under

a table,

stable me

oh Lord

while everything

tilts

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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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