Marysville*

I wonder if Tommy jinxed it when he named it

After a woman, for all it might forebode.

He should’ve named it Cruseville, for himself,

Who opened a vein, and found the mother lode.

“Just like a woman, ain’t it?” the old men grouched.

Despite the gifts she gave, despite our labors,

She dried up just like Silver Creek in summer,

And now she is withholding all her favors.

*Marysville is a ghost town i...