A Week of Exquisite Corpses

This is an exquisite corpse; I say so because we envisioned it in March, but carried it on to describe its lineaments in the months to follow. Here in the bar, there were a minimum three, maybe four creatures of questionable genetics. Were they human? I did not trouble you at the time, but later you considered what had been said and arrived at a different series of consequences. She lit her cigarette; would this cause more dissention? Would this make babies cry? Would this add to the melee? Well, there we had nothing but the best efforts of all who had gone before. We stood fast, clung to our principles, and produced a work of clarity unseen in the modern age, a work that redefined "hubris," a work that redefined the nature of truth and spat in the eye of convention. It was good, so we hoisted it up the flagpole at dawn.

Exquisite Corpse I by abc.f

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