From 9fce418b46c9f0894f429384ef9e3dabaeffbeb4 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2015 16:36:17 -0700
Subject: Change file hierarchy and rewrite makefile

- File hierarchy is now as follows:
    - /
        - appendix/  < appendix source files
        - backlinks/ < backlink sources & builds
        - hapax/     < *.hapax source files
        - scripts/   < scripts, like *.js, *.hs, etc.
        - templates/ < templates for outputs
        - text/      < source files
        - trunk/     < assets, like css, images, heads, etc.
        - index.html
        - *.html
        - Makefile
---
 text/weplayedthosegamestoo.txt | 43 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
 1 file changed, 43 insertions(+)
 create mode 100644 text/weplayedthosegamestoo.txt

(limited to 'text/weplayedthosegamestoo.txt')

diff --git a/text/weplayedthosegamestoo.txt b/text/weplayedthosegamestoo.txt
new file mode 100644
index 0000000..a96dd98
--- /dev/null
+++ b/text/weplayedthosegamestoo.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,43 @@
+---
+title: We played those games too
+genre: verse
+
+id: weplayedthosegamestoo
+toc: "We played those games too"
+
+project:
+    title: Elegies for alternate selves
+    class: 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 cords to make music
+| on the tundra.  I thought about how
+| once we played the same game
+| and the sounds blowing over the cords 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
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