No - an exquisite corpse is not an especially beautiful cadaver. It's a poem created line by line, poet by poet; the most colossally awesome of colabs!
Some fellow ladies of horror and their many supporters helped me create one recently for the Ladies of Horror takeover.
A deep and profound thanks to my fellow contributors:
Eden Irene, Terri Lynne Hudson, Pam Stuard, Tasha Schiedel, Stefanie Duncan, Leanne Olson, and Amanda Symes.
So without further ado - ENJOY OUR MASTERPIECE
In Bloom
As the blood pooled around her, she thought of tulips
Red petals in the snow
the dark and ominous clouds looming above her
It seeped out of every pore
Cradled in a lake of crimson petals
Craving their sumptuous lemony smell over the rot of pennies
Threatening to cleanse her of the pain
And soaked into the roots of the Tulips and they blossomed big and bright