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+title: We played those games too
+genre: verse
+
+project:
+    title: Elegies for alternate selves
+    css: elegies
+    order: 25
+    prev:
+        title: Telemarketer
+        link: telemarketer
+    next:
+        title: 'To Daniel: an elaboration'
+        link: todaniel
+...
+
+I saw two Eskimo girls playing a game \
+blowing on each other's' vocal chords to make music \
+on the tundra.  I thought about how \
+once we played the same game \
+and the sounds blowing over the chords of our throats \
+was the same as a wind over frozen prairie.  \
+We are the Eskimo girls who played \
+the game that night to keep ourselves warm.  \
+I run my hands over [my daughter][]'s \
+voicebox as she hums a song \
+about a seal and about killing the seal and about \
+skinning it and rendering the blubber \
+into clear oil to light lamps.  \
+I remember you are my lamp.  She remembers \
+you although you left before she arrived.  \
+I can never tell her about you.  \
+I will never be able to express that taste of your oil \
+as we [pushed our throats together][spittle].  \
+I will never be able to say how \
+we share this blemish like conjoined twins.  \
+I will fail you always to remember you.
+
+[my daughter]: and.html
+[spittle]: spittle.html