Kimberly Vargas Agnese

~Unsure of how to pick the fruit, i hang worry on  apple trees , watch fearful saplings replace thankful orchards with despair.~

Note to self: Stop that. 

No really. 

Stop it right now! 

It’s all about mindset isn’t it?

Troublesome insecure thoughts can spark across broken telephone wires, scarify trees, empty nests…

And yet. The raging within my skin is 100 percent contained. It cannot harm me. See? Here I sit. Safe. Kindling sentience in crackling village hearths, watching porridge bubble in kettles at dawn.

Two sticks in my hand.

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