Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Over flow


I blame the currents for why I pull pause out of a bathtub of ink.

Yes most certainly,

fault can be found in the drops of breath beating on the wings of a butterfly, or the eye lashes of a homeless man,

look there the honey bee flying beneath a strand of web,

and see how the grass between my fingers

squeaks like a stick in a small child’s hand

tapping off diamonds in a chain link fence.

In the morning I lick honeycomb,

pray for discernment

see what sticks

and then

perhaps

I write…

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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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