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authorCase Duckworth2015-03-14 11:33:26 -0700
committerCase Duckworth2015-03-14 11:33:26 -0700
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Mostly fix #11: Dedication/epigraph alignment
So the issue is solved in terms of how it looks, though
it adds a gross extra div into every page and uses :only-child,
which I don't think is super-supported. But it's the best I can
do that I know of until we get to better flexbox support.

Or you know, maybe later I can try doing some templating fixes--
injecting classes so that normally, .dedication is right-aligned
but when an epigraph is present, change the class to .dedication-left
or something. IDK. Either way is sort of ugly. :(
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diff --git a/spittle.html b/spittle.html index fe80030..a20409e 100644 --- a/spittle.html +++ b/spittle.html
@@ -34,8 +34,10 @@
34 <h1 class="title">Spittle</h1> 34 <h1 class="title">Spittle</h1>
35 35
36 36
37 37 <div class="header-extra">
38 </header> 38
39 </div>
40 </header>
39 41
40 42
41 <section class="content verse"><p>My body is attached to your body by a thin spittle of thought.<br />When you turn away from me, my thought is broken<br />and forms anew with something else. Ideas are drool.<br />Beauty has been slobbered over far too long. <a href="howithappened.html">God</a><br />is a tidal wave of bodily fluid. Even the flea has some<br />vestigial wetness. We live in a world fleshy and dark,<br />and moist as a nostril. Is conciousness only a watery-eyed<br />romantic, crying softly into his <a href="lovesong.html">shirt-sleeve</a>? Is not reason<br />a square-jawed businessman with a briefcase full of memory?<br />I want to kiss the world to make it mine. I want to become<br />a Judas to reality, betray it with the wetness of emotion.</p></section> 43 <section class="content verse"><p>My body is attached to your body by a thin spittle of thought.<br />When you turn away from me, my thought is broken<br />and forms anew with something else. Ideas are drool.<br />Beauty has been slobbered over far too long. <a href="howithappened.html">God</a><br />is a tidal wave of bodily fluid. Even the flea has some<br />vestigial wetness. We live in a world fleshy and dark,<br />and moist as a nostril. Is conciousness only a watery-eyed<br />romantic, crying softly into his <a href="lovesong.html">shirt-sleeve</a>? Is not reason<br />a square-jawed businessman with a briefcase full of memory?<br />I want to kiss the world to make it mine. I want to become<br />a Judas to reality, betray it with the wetness of emotion.</p></section>