her eyes

Fatima’s eyes are a deep brown
they are all you see
in the luminosity between
a desert colored head scarf
and dark brown veil
covering her face

a shiny safety pin
holds her scarf in place
her chair is a cardboard box
under an umbrella
giving her shade

it is over 100 in Marrakesh

she sells hats
woven wool
intricate diamond designs
rainbow colored motifs

asks 100 dirhams
drops to 35
reducing her profit margin

we talk about knowing
practicing magic
baraka