The Fall quarter at DePaul is almost over, and on the last day of my Reading & Writing Poetry class last week, the students who ran the ultimate discussion led everyone in the composition of some Exquisite Corpses. Behold, the corpses from Row 1…
…Row 2…
…Row 3…
…and Row 4: 
Nothing ends a course quite as handily, or as profanely, as some jointly composed Surrealist-inspired poetry.