Muddy quads, walls bare
of ivy still inspire awe.
Can we get in?
Visiting colleges
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Muddy quads, walls bare
of ivy still inspire awe.
Can we get in?
Muddy quads, walls bare
of ivy still inspire awe.
Can we get in?
Ph.D.s waitress
here, M.A.s babysit, ’cause
no one wants to leave.
Hills like cut paper
black against tissue blue skies.
Through poked holes, stars shine.