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authorCase Duckworth2015-03-25 21:49:45 -0700
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Flatten directory structure
All content files (*.txt, *.html, *.river) are now in /.
I did this to simplify the compilation step, and to make
linking easier.  I'm still thinking about whether I should
move the contents of js/, img/, and lua/ into /, or into
an 'assets' folder of some sort.  We'll see.
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2title: The ocean overflows with camels
3id: theoceanoverflowswithcamels
4genre: verse
5
6project:
7 title: Elegies for alternate selves
8 class: elegies
9 order: 7
10 prev:
11 - title: Ars poetica
12 link: arspoetica
13 next:
14 - title: The boar
15 link: boar
16...
17
18We found your [shirt][] deep in the dark water, \
19caught on the clothesline of sleeping pills. \
20Your head on the shore was streaming tears \
21like sleeves or the coronas of saints saved \
22from fire. The burning bush began crying \
23like a child who misses his mother. Traffic \
24slammed shut like an eye. God's mean [left hook][] \
25knocked us out, and we began swimming. \
26Bruises bloomed like algae on a lake. \
27Your [father][] beat your chest and screamed \
28for someone to open a window. The air \
29stopped breathing. Fish clogged its gills. \
30Birds sang too loudly, trying to drown out \
31your father's cries, but all their sweetness \
32was not enough. No polite noises will be made \
33anymore, he told us, clawing your breastbone. \
34He opened your heart to air again. Camels \
35flowed from you both like water from the rock. \
36God spoke up, but nobody listened to him. \
37We hung you up on the line to dry.
38
39[shirt]: lovesong.html
40[left hook]: roughgloves.html
41[father]: angeltoabraham.html