Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Sit with you


I want to hold you in this season where grey …

where stuff…

doesn’t know how to grow 

 and sit with you

while you wait for dandelions to find their way back to your hair…

be the one to tell you how your eyes sparkle 

like raindrops on rose leaves…

you can dream of love in spring but i will find you in your winter because

you know …

I really love you

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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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