The Fourth River

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In Theodore Roethke’s poem, “The Saginaw Song,” he makes light of alcoholism, bar brawls, & local criminals & aristocracy. He writes, “In Saginaw, in Saginaw / There’s never a household fart, / For if it did occur, / It would blow the place apart.” Violence has always been here, teeming under the surface, always ready to erupt. Half the city turns its back on the other half of the city, sitting comfortably in front of the TV right now. Keep their front doors locked.

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