Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Fib

sands

& waves

and plastic 

grapes & figs & cheese

shift upon a narcissist’s face

false love and picnics

hide …. under 

old shelled

sands

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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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  2. Kae, I appreciate the poem. Abuse can be hidden to many. So much happens in our communities we don’t see and sometimes we openly ignore the abuse. Thank you for shining the light on this evil which I know you are too familiar with. The best to you. Blessings Roland

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