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.
Some folks try to hang thistles on other people’s hearts…BUT….
Joy…haiku
As star-drops fill the heavens at the end of your work week…
To my very special cyber troll with love:)
Some of us , like feathers on paths are blown out to extinction’s seas…
Sun kisses mist (haiku)
for all the lost children setting sail for Nod…may your dreams be full of ink blue moons…
The Old Man and the Lost Names of Kaesong
Moccasins at Meadow Arc 