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.
~Trying to fill yourself with your own perfection is kinda like self inflicted cannibalism.~©Kae
~If someone wants your heart, it might be a good idea to find out what they want it for…before you give it to them.~©Kae
Hustler
imaginary man
~Funny …sometimes those who talk like they know the most… know the least.~©Kae
~Someone told me that today was Rosh Hashanah. He was muffin.~ ©The Floral Dil
Poetry finds me…
~What is this life… if not poetry?~©Kae
Moccasins at Meadow Arc 