They say it might rain today… it’s fitting: that Nature would cry and mourn. Eight years ago to this day, your spirit left this earth. I like to think you are in a garden in Paradise tending to flowers and waiting for us. The Great Unknown became something I want to know and understand. Mom, I’m growing and I wish you were here to see it. I like to think you are watching me from where you are and looking over me. I love you, mom, up in the sky where you are.
The sky is just an ocean of a different kind and different name… do you remember, mom?
Agnes S Kamalnath was born on August 3rd 1988. For Agnes writing is taxing; it often leaves her feeling drained. Sharing the deepest part of oneself can be painful, but it brings her joy. This act of creation can be a double-edged sword: both destructive and constructive. Her poetry has appeared in the Fall 2013 issue of S/tick, and in the December 2013 issue of Dead Flowers: A Poetry Rag.
Agnes studied in the United Kingdom, completing her A-Levels at Mander Portman Woodward and attending university, majoring in Chemistry with Biochemistry at Queen Mary University of London (QMUL). She received a 1st in Heredity & Gene Action. A 1st is the highest mark awarded in the British System. It is rarely awarded.
Agnes earned her B.A. in Philosophy from the University of La Verne, which is located in southern California in the United States of America.
Agnes was a Baking and Pastry Arts student at the Culinary Institute of America.
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