Exquisite Corpse

A sometimes surreal exercise in cooperative writing to be performed by a rotating cast of Torontonians, one hundred words at a time.

Thursday, February 27, 2025

Disengagement

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I’ve always been ambivalent about social media and these days that ambivalence is tending towards the negative so I’m going to disengage fo...
Sunday, February 23, 2025

Journal Entry #2

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Dear Miss Pube, You arrived unexpectedly much to the horror of my sister who announced it to the family. Our single father rushed to the ph...
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Thursday, February 20, 2025

Tom

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Flipping, last night, through our grade-school memories, Tony told me a story I don’t think I’d heard, about a kid in our class who...
Monday, February 17, 2025

Nutcracker

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Bless UAW’s Local 444 because all of us Chrysler kids ended up with good teeth and mine is probably the last generation to have relatives wi...
Thursday, February 13, 2025

Baby Teeth

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Tiptoeing in, I reached beneath her pillow to exchange her carefully-wrapped tooth with a shiny coin. The transaction would please her (Oh, ...
Monday, February 10, 2025

A Pleasant Pause

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Let’s shift from orange through tangerine and peach to bubble-gum pink and the deep crimson of valentine cards. Just a reminder, I prefe...
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Friday, February 7, 2025

Orange Pizza Shit

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The tyrants are breeding too many fools We’re all tired and it’s turning us cruel They’re having another oligarch rally It’s all firew...
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Tuesday, February 4, 2025

February’s Cry

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Early dawn breaks Body heavy, eyes wide and too alert Looking out to the bleak barrage of gray sky Soothing sounds of Vivaldi, harshly i...
Saturday, February 1, 2025

Sereni-tish

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So, why did it take me so long to figure this out: that there’s really not a goddammed thing I can do about the politics down ther...
Wednesday, January 29, 2025

The Miskopalian Church of Parkdale

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Since late November, Rich and I have been back to a three species household and the timing could not be better.  Worried that the world ...
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Sunday, January 26, 2025

Speak Truth, Stand Tall

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With callous and sadistic pleasure The tiny-handed king will savour The chaos, the hating The dog-whistle baiting The cruelty ...
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Thursday, January 23, 2025

So, What Do We Do Then?

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How do you navigate through a world full of monsters but not become one yourself? The temptation is there to wall yourself into your condo l...
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Monday, January 20, 2025

Peace Is Not a Love Song

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Left and right used to describe handedness Used to be used as direction Used to mean the logical half and the creative half Now that wi...
Friday, January 17, 2025

Gumption

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As I sit here, recovering from a fracture and read my fellow corpses’ pieces, I find myself wondering what it would be like to be toothles...
Tuesday, January 14, 2025

Gap Kid

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The boy waits for his first tooth to work loose. Behind some of his friends, he wants desperately to be a part of it, this basic rite of pa...
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Saturday, January 11, 2025

Abby Normal

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“Can he bring it home?” Jane‘s husband was about to have a large nasal polyp removed, and I wondered about a souvenir.      We were a fami...
Tuesday, January 7, 2025

Democracy: The Musical

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I hear their tinny, amplified voices across Kraków’s Main Square, and wander over to see what’s happening. They are young Ukrainians, sing...
Saturday, January 4, 2025

Elevator Pitch

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“It’s like Twilight meets Arrested Development meets Avatar set in space in 2450. Essentially, the preserved brain of Stephen Hawking is...
Monday, December 30, 2024

Tis the Season

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Heading down for lunch, the elevator stopped on the 29th floor. Cal walked in. He had just come back from a Christmas fête. We made awkwa...
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Thursday, December 26, 2024

ASA

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Even after all this time, I can still spoil my Christmas a little remembering the years where I had to spend every moment leading up to ...
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