we were dancing in the kitchen,
when her
dress bumped up
against the gas burner, still
on, boiling
something in a pot
and her yellow dress caught fire.
there was smoke and heat.
she swung around faster.
i thought it was me
she was so
excited about, until she rolled
on the floor,
in flames.
finally, and not a second too late,
i doused her
with jug of water to put her out.
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