From 9a2e2a9c3e0396f956381b8ee4af80fe3e8cf652 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Mon, 2 Mar 2015 18:31:47 -0700
Subject: Add thing class to pieces in template; recompile

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 theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html | 2 +-
 1 file changed, 1 insertion(+), 1 deletion(-)

(limited to 'theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html')

diff --git a/theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html b/theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html
index 986d975..a784da4 100644
--- a/theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html
+++ b/theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html
@@ -24,7 +24,7 @@
         
                     </header>
 
-    <section class="verse">
+    <section class="thing verse">
     <p>We found your <a href="lovesong.html">shirt</a> deep in the dark water,<br />caught on the clothesline of sleeping pills.<br />Your head on the shore was streaming tears<br />like sleeves or the coronas of saints saved<br />from fire. The burning bush began crying<br />like a child who misses his mother. Traffic<br />slammed shut like an eye. God’s mean <a href="roughgloves.html">left hook</a><br />knocked us out, and we began swimming.<br />Bruises bloomed like algae on a lake.<br />Your <a href="angeltoabraham.html">father</a> beat your chest and screamed<br />for someone to open a window. The air<br />stopped breathing. Fish clogged its gills.<br />Birds sang too loudly, trying to drown out<br />your father’s cries, but all their sweetness<br />was not enough. No polite noises will be made<br />anymore, he told us, clawing your breastbone.<br />He opened your heart to air again. Camels<br />flowed from you both like water from the rock.<br />God spoke up, but nobody listened to him.<br />We hung you up on the line to dry.</p>
     </section>
 
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