The exquisite corpse game was going great until I abandoned my duties and went afk/awol to play. But that’s the privilege of being a creative, right? I can slack off anytime? Aaaaaaand the answer is…no. Back to work for me.
At the moment, the corpse is cold on the slab, limbs hanging akimbo. I have felt for a pulse and detect the minutest of flutters. It’s like the final breath of a moth at midnight. Only poetry can stir this lifeless heart. Only poetry can quicken this congealing blood. Can you help save this exquisite corpse?
Submit your line now for October’s Halloween edition of Exquisite Corpse. Send me your line via email—firstname.lastname@example.org with EXQUISITE CORPSE in the subject line.
Please add your line and your name to the body of the email. Deadline is this month’s full moon—October 24th. The poem will be posted for Halloween on October 31.
The names of contributors will be added in order of contribution. I’d also like to include our poem in my next poetry collection, Altars and Oubliettes.
And there will be a special Halloween prize! I have made a few necklaces that contain real dirt sustainably harvested from Edgar Allan Poe’s original grave site—the perfect lucky charm for horror writers. I’ll pick one name at random and send them the necklace in a gift box.
Aaaaand… in case you don’t know, an Exquisite Corpse is a collectively assembled poem. You can read more about them here.
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