My hands are covered in steel dust as I look at the perfectly coped chassis tubes.
Success. After hours of determined grinding I finally craft my vision.
I turn around and his eyes flicker up from my ass to my smile.
"Good job" he says.
I will not be taken seriously,
In a culture where the folds of my brain do not compare to the curves of my body.
And that's how society needs to change.
Women in STEM need respect and I refuse to be vaguely poetic about this.
I am no poet,
But know that I am more than the body I was given.
I am an engineer.
Don't be scared darling, and don't be afraid to take your place,
Because inaction will not break these thick chains.
Lead, so that we can no longer be the minority.
I will not give up.