I often find myself kicking around an idea or two: a short story, a haiku, a poem, or a long-form article. At times, the thoughts come together seamlessly–as a whole. At other times, I see the notion there in front of me: the concept or impression is just beyond my grasp. In these moments, I turn to AI as my thought partner. Never at a loss for words, I describe my concept to the tool (ChatGPT, for instance), and it instantly begins to collaborate with me. What follows are a few of those collaborative writings.
An image hangs on my living room wall, and it remains ever-present in my mind's eye. I often wonder about its meaning to me as it shifts over time, to those who see it, to the little girl in the photograph with me, and to the one who took the photo.
— Tim McMahon & ChatGPTMedals shine with pride,
Cold War's silent watch endured–
Honor's quiet stand.
Hurt carves paths so deep,
a quiet sea now beckons–
solace over pain.