Here are this fall’s Creative Writing classes’ poems written in the Exquisite Corpse method. What I love about these lines is how they were created almost randomly but seem to have a kinda of weird logic. I like how some of these seem almost brilliant, in an obtuse way. See here for previous semesters’ poems.
Americans are impatient with my whole life.
A big storm came to my house, for I am a gentleman.
A strange door is where I be the person you admire.
I go to party like an animal goes to get some gas.
Gross-looking fish often smell what the man cooks.
I literally can’t stand people that like me or unlike my milkshake.
When he woke up, he was not in poverty.
Since 2000, I was born in the hospital.
Beautiful panda breaks the Internet to order some parts of the world.
She has an ugly smile like you’re eating lemons to make lemonade.
Boy, you have betrayed me, and you are great.
Miles we have come to the gorilla festival.
Penguins that live in the patience I held.
Thing One and Thing Two plus two equals to all human rights and lefts.
I really cannot control her nuclear proliferation.
Everyone and everything is not what you are.
I’m swimming in a sea of something funny that happened.
The school sounds fun like tying a fish to crash into a car.
Best leave it to the pros and cons.
My own sorrow cannot hold onto my hand.
Me is something that was already said.
You are my sun shine is like the sun shine.
I lost my pencil in your name.
Place the gun on the only husband.
Those who appreciate you look very hot today.
Fender on a car breaks so simple like ice is cold.
The Wright brothers are like sisters but boys.
The zookeeper ran to keep the penguins inside the body.
Dude, I want to hang out with me, said no one ever.
Here I once was a way you smile.
Be smart if you want to survive — it’s not that hard.
The bird flew far, far away where the movie was very boring.
That gray cat leaps off the sofa, but will the world end?
Behind the wall exists God or aliens.
“Duh” is what I exclaimed to your mama’s grave digger.
Dispute this because I think about it, and you are so nice.
First I went bald yesterday.
I slipped and fell down the stairs at room temperature during winter.
Sad like a broken plate with soul food delicious.
I’m trying so hard for somebody to notice the fire alarm.