By: Anya Golkowski

Only a fool would think Science is a man.
Science is a woman dressed in black with red luscious lips.
She is careful and cunning and skilled
at stringing her victims along in a lifelong search for meaning.
Science flirts with depth and illusions.
Science is a tease in the worst ways.
She’ll draw you in with a hint
of how the world works. And then,
run laughing,
as you despair in the tangles of details you lost yourself in.

Maybe she’ll call you in with the promise of greatness,
but pity the fool who ever attempts to hold on to her for very long.
No, Science was never a man, shackled to his textbook.
Science is a seductive goddess
with a trail of spited, yet devoted lovers.