I’m born from friction, and birthed from flame, A tender badge from effort’s game. I swell in secret, clear as glass, Where liquid and stubborn motion pass. Break me and, I’ll complain, Ignore me and, I harden with pain.

a type of concrete a type of cannon a type of bowl, to grind salts i build things up i knock them down i crush salts to a fine powder you have heard of brick and ?????? buildings, right?

Two: addressing, brother of fro Two more: sponsor squawk, interruption of show Stool singer, who bellows below?

Don’t give me presents for my birthday, but add a ring to my collection. And don’t light any candles for me, playing with fire is dangerous.

I hold up a flower and support a flute. Marie Curie and Ada Lovelace paved the way for girls -in- me as an acronym.