Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Bread scented sun


i thought i heard your love whisper to me through wheat fields 

under a  bread-scented sun

but it was only 

a figment of your imagination

whistling through barbed wire 

cutting 

my cries of “mama”, 

into ribbons 

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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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