Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Joke’s on you 


i get that

you think you’ve got to lurk

around streets

sexually harassing 

women

like it’s some kind of treat

you’re handing out 

when

you cat call after birds 

who fly to their friends to spill 

ALL

about the fat guy

trying

to convince her

she wants

him?

but

you worry us too

cuz it’s almost 

like you’ve forgotten

how to steal 

lunch money

 gone 

to hunt early dementia

and

come back

to give away 

free jokes…

i guess you gotta do 

what you gotta do

so all i want to know

is 

why you don’t 

hand out Bazooka gum too?

don’t look now

but your fly is open

mister

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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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