the angry woman of the street.

There are people who are demons.
She was one of them.
Her eyes were two coals, her skin was ash.
She knew the dictionary of curses by heart.
She used to shout: you should burn like a candle.
You know: words have power.
She died in her curse,
Nobody could help her.
How can one put out a fire from hell?

Background: borrowed from a story of I.B.Singer.