Paparazzi in white

A camera in the lab
Is rare to see.
Smile dear liquids, swirl little proteins,
Jump shy results
And reveal yourself
To the community.



Your pipettes are still smoking

And your notes on scrap paper

When the holidays arrive.

A feeling of incomplete and guilt descends

While you leave the long concrete corridor.

your mind rushes

to plan and refine elegant experiments

Not to waste time

While your bikini awaits you.