Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Sea shell song


let’s …
carry each other
on rickshaws… on
edges of sands
and weeds…
to
learn each other’s
folk songs of
lands
and
sands and…
seas
let’s…
listen
to
voices of
seashells… dip
injera in…
bowls
of
peace swells…
…wear each other’s
faces
in
iridescent places …
swim in
heart framed
seashell
…lockets…

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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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