From 6c4402ed86e4370bac94613fe8a295e3c4829ed5 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Thu, 9 Apr 2015 19:01:52 -0700
Subject: Fix italics issue in Apollo 11

---
 apollo11.html | 2 +-
 apollo11.txt  | 2 +-
 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-)

diff --git a/apollo11.html b/apollo11.html
index 27e8982..f8eb1b2 100644
--- a/apollo11.html
+++ b/apollo11.html
@@ -45,7 +45,7 @@
         
         <section class="content verse">
             <p><span class="line">So it’s the <a href="deathstrumpet.html">fucking moon</a>. Big deal. As if</span><span class="line">you haven’t seen it before, tacked to the sky</span><span class="line">like a <a href="roughgloves.html">rotten hunk of meat</a>, a maudlin love</span></p>
-            <p><span class="line">letter (the _i_s dotted with hearts) hung</span><span class="line">on the sky like ninety-eight theses.</span><span class="line">Don’t stare at it like it means anything.</span></p>
+            <p><span class="line">letter (the <em>i</em>’s dotted with hearts) hung</span><span class="line">on the sky like ninety-eight theses.</span><span class="line">Don’t stare at it like it means anything.</span></p>
             <p><span class="line">Walk past it quickly, eyes averted.</span><span class="line">Don’t give it the chance to collect meaning</span><span class="line">from your <a href="last-passenger.html">outstretched hand like a pigeon</a>.</span></p>
             <p><span class="line">Ascribing it a will, calling it fickle, or</span><span class="line">thinking it has any say or even an opinion</span><span class="line">of your affairs is a mistake: it’s separated</span></p>
             <p><span class="line">from you by three hundred eighty thousand miles</span><span class="line">of emptiness, staring at you blankly like a child</span><span class="line">or your reflection when you found your love broken</span></p>
diff --git a/apollo11.txt b/apollo11.txt
index aef34dc..f07dec2 100644
--- a/apollo11.txt
+++ b/apollo11.txt
@@ -26,7 +26,7 @@ project:
 | you haven't seen it before, tacked to the sky
 | like a [rotten hunk of meat][], a maudlin love
 
-| letter (the _i_s dotted with hearts) hung
+| letter (the _i_'s dotted with hearts) hung
 | on the sky like ninety-eight theses.
 | Don't stare at it like it means anything.
 
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