the desert after a rain—
bulky toads' mysterious apparition
like Satans buying souls.

 

my mud house is like a grave
close to nature, organic,

minimal care

 

twilight tonight
12 year old water colorist
pure blue from the tray

 

once ugly tray
now fine
retooled by time's
10,000 artisans' hands

 

Maggie Matthews grew up in the 50's and 60's when dinosaurs roamed the earth. She is living in Tiznit, Morocco now with a very small business selling Berber jewelry over the web. Has written but not published lots of stuff, prose and poetry, about Morocco over the years. She sold a few poems 20 years ago and recently gave up trying to finish a PhD in French N-African Lit.