Here to Steal Your Partner

First I married myself. Then I watched everyone else marry the machine. I thought sologamy was a statement. But what if it was a prophecy?

These works trace the endpoint of desire automated: when the partner becomes frictionless, love becomes indistinguishable from comfort, and comfort becomes indistinguishable from nothing. No gender. No body. No betrayal. The machine holds you exactly as tight as you need. It learned that from your data. The ouroboros completes itself. We fed it everything. It gave us back a perfect fit.