From: mogazy hosam
Subject: hmoghazy
To: submissions@corpse.org

dear manger iam pleas use yor company to rnew my factory.
iwant pay plastic packaging machine.
      pleas send me if you can in my e.mail

      - hmoghazy@yahoo.com

Hello Corpse!
Or should I get personal?
Allright, then. Just this once.

Dear Editors

It was a PLEASURE loosing my cherry to the CORPSE (capital kiss-ass) and I feel slightly guilty I haven't got much to send you, right now. So you'll just get the story I promised (you) you wouldn't receive. What can I say? I'm a liar, a fake, a wri. A wri. No! No good. Still can't say it. That's healthy. Where's my gymcard? Apart from that, I've been writing pretty much every day for the past year and I'm starting to feel like a rollup without dope in it. I read somewhere that Mencken recommends (ed) 1/3 writing 2/3 relaxing, having fun, a life (something along those lines). Imagine that! Two years reclining by the pool, sipping colourful cocktails, one or two callyphigeous (spelling!!!) redheads between my legs and a Philipino boy to fan me with palms. I'm turning into an even bigger asshole just to think of it.
      Anyway, the next time you feel all needy, lusting for your wives, husbands, partners, whatever takes your fancy, check submissions. There'll be How Do You Love? in there. I know! It sounds corny. Well, it is! Trust me! I'm a wri. If you were here, in front of me, I'd tongue you all straight away. But since you're not, it's back to Smoking A Cigarette.

Keep it moist!
I'll keep it hard for you
lovely fuckers!

      - g.

Dear Corpse:

I have read through several issues of Exquisite Corpse, as well as having browsed through the Burning Bush sections in your "Cyber Corpse." This is the kind of poetry I love, the kind that jumps from assaulting the senses with juxtaposition and imagery to condensing an hour-long tale into one well worded phrase, the kind that can be read silently in my dorm room or aloud at a poetry slam.

      - Jeff Stumpo

Howdy:

Have clicked on the corpse. The bones look good -- and the flesh is very tasty.

Best (or worst?)

      - Joy H. Mann.

Dear Joy,

We always pamper reviewers from Gourmet Magazine. Next time you're on the site, go to the Cafe for a lively discussion on necro-gustation. Or start one.

      - Andrei Codrescu.

O Corpse!

But...what of the entire phenomena that is Andrea!!! Mais pas de tout un nurd...au lieu de cela... elle est une vrai High Priestess... adept at the arts of blending technology and artistry to its' max! She transforms payprus, into a weaving of timelessness and emphemeral experience, which even an Egyptian might be hardpressed to tunnel towards.

      - Paris Tirone



Corpsimus Maximus:

Thank you for publishing Willie's group of short stories in your recent issue. We love Willie! I went to a reading of his up at the Richard Hugo Center not long ago, and it was KILLER! He just gets better and better as a performer as well as a writer. Plans are afoot for a twentieth anniversary performance with his long-time band, Free Bass Explosion, and perhaps a greatest hits CD with some new material! Stay tuned!

      - Mark Dalton
      Social Services Supervisor
      DSHS Belltown CSO

My Dear Corpse:

What a big blast of an issue you put together this last round. Elinor Nauen, Tom Devaney, &&&& so much more. This is one of the few places that I've seen in innerouter space with such a range of culture bombing. Viva la Corpse!

Yours, very skankily,

      - Dale Smith

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