Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Seashell 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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