Author: 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.
Remember… (Memorial Day)
Remember… (Memorial Day)
Joy…haiku
as a mother’s heart holds her child …even as she sits…and watches him at track meets…even so…
Pray…haiku
Before your eyes kiss Sunday’s sunrise may your pillows and you…
Queen of my own heart (running away from incest)
Some of us , like feathers on paths are blown out to extinction’s seas…
Moccasins at Meadow Arc 