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Jan 2020
Blue flames lick
the copper-bottomed pan.

Inside, hot milk rises,
underneath a white, foamy tarp.

A whoosh and frothy surge of
swollen milk cascades down steel sides.

Blue flames
turn red and extinguish.

Gas and acrid vapour mingle,
a beach of volcanic ash cools.
Written by
Hywel Vaughan-Davies  50/M/UK
(50/M/UK)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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