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.
~Whether you judge me or not is up to you… how I respond to you..is up to me.~©Kae
~When we cannot see the pain in another’s eyes… we fight against humanity’s heart… seeking to kill ourselves one beat at a time.~©Kae
What do you see in Charlottesville?
~When it comes to Costco, we go for the samples, but stay for the– scratch that. We just go to eat samples.~ © Kae
~Just because we’re not listening, doesn’t mean God isn’t speaking.~©Kae
~Folks who believe money makes the world go around… just don’t make cents.~©Kae
~IF I RESPECTED you I might listen to your criticism… but since I DONT…I WON’T.~©Kae
~Just because I respect your right to see things the way you do …doesn’t mean I want to wear your glasses.~©Kae
Moccasins at Meadow Arc 