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
---
 weplayedthosegamestoo.txt | 43 -------------------------------------------
 1 file changed, 43 deletions(-)
 delete mode 100644 weplayedthosegamestoo.txt

(limited to 'weplayedthosegamestoo.txt')

diff --git a/weplayedthosegamestoo.txt b/weplayedthosegamestoo.txt
deleted file mode 100644
index a96dd98..0000000
--- a/weplayedthosegamestoo.txt
+++ /dev/null
@@ -1,43 +0,0 @@
----
-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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