A poem by alum Daye Phillippo (poetry, ’14) appears at Shenandoah:

That morning, eleven wild turkeys,
roaming over the yard and garden
in unison the way my imagination roams,
pecking up the unlikely. The unlikely blue
of the bird’s heads and necks long enough to be
a prank played which might have been why

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