Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Rest 


Today

half  a dozen hopes and a handful of peppermints 

fell through a hole in my pocket 

of which

I felt the lack of

in transit

and still…

Grace

welcomes in  a winsome way 

chocolates on a little tray, sweet and dark

a cup of tea

a slice of rest

regardless 
 

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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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