she does not wear a pointy hat
or traverse the sky on broomstick.

he doesn’t have a long white beard
or brandish a mystic wand.

they mix their potions
bubble, steam, and fizz
carefully adjusting each spell
a little too green, a little too thick…

she wears her hair in a ponytail
and drives to work in a blue Ford.

he has a dark forest of stubble
and three boxes of his favorite pencils

they wear long robes of white
and translucent plastic masks.
she knows a couple card tricks.
he has a black cat named Whiskers.

the magic that they practice,
study, and perform
would surely shock the ancient peoples
who lived in fear of knowledge

what once was evil now is good
as Magic is renamed Science.