Higher Education

we were dizzy with spirit

rejoiced among like minds

all of us, hundreds

sequestered in a mountaintop ghost

hotel once refuge for city folks

who summered far from sidewalks

now a college brimmed with

philosophy junkies

shot with heroin

old timers would be shocked to see us

slouched against Victorian pillars

and daffodil moldings

stately porticos swarmed

with long haired boys playing guitars

sweep skirted girls dancing down corridors

and me with a baby in my arms searching

for respite

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