Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Butter churn 


 

sometimes,

i avoid 

men

because

i can’t seem 

to tell

the difference 

between the candy heart

little boys 

pass out on Valentine’s Day

and the forever locket

in a good man’s 

hand

so til i get this thing

figured out

i think 

i will 

hide in a butter churn

and pretend

to be 

one of the 

three little pigs…

roll

 down this hill

and tell myself

i’m scaring 

the big bad Wolf 

away

Published by 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.

12 comments

  2. Kae I appreciate the poem. I hear it as both playful and serious. You pose a good question! How do we really know the intentions of someone we are attracted to or they to us. We don’t. The only way we have hope is through intuition and prayer. Thanks and Blessings my friend Roland ☺️

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