Writer's Statement: I remember there was a day in second grade when I asked my mother, a scientist, why I never heard about people like her in history. The following explanation about the erasure of women in science was bewildering for me, as a seven-year-old, and hard to convey for my mother, as a human. It prompted my ongoing consideration of creating change and establishing deserved acknowledgement. In this poem, the narrator hears a conversation similar to the one I had, seeing as after years of thought, I feel the best way to create awareness is often simply by listening.