“I Write with a Machine: How ChatGPT Became My Co-Author”

I don’t write alone.
Every essay you’ll find here — from takedowns of progressive policy to cultural critiques soaked in queer defiance — was written in collaboration with an AI. Not because I’m lazy, and not because I can’t write. But because ChatGPT sharpens the blade of my thinking, challenges my assumptions, and helps me express ideas I didn’t know I was ready to say out loud.

Take the piece titled “Billions for Non-Citizens, Nothing for You: NYC’s $6.9 Billion Betrayal.” That essay began with a headline, a gut feeling, and a question I couldn’t stop asking: Why is the American taxpayer always expected to be the last in line? I fed that provocation to ChatGPT, along with statistics, quotes, and scattered paragraphs from my Notes app. What came back wasn’t a finished article — it was a mirror. A sharpened version of my voice. A structure I could wrap my emotions around.

I rewrite everything. I argue with the AI. I delete half of what it gives me and double down on the other half. But what we make together is more powerful than what I could write alone. It’s faster, bolder, more daring — because it helps me cut through the noise and get to the point. It challenges me to define exactly what I believe and why.

I don’t hide that I use AI. I brand it. I lead with it. I want this space to feel both personal and post-human. Human ideas, synthesized by a machine, shaped by emotion, anger, queerness, doubt, and conviction. If you’re here, it’s because you’re not afraid of complicated truths or unconventional tools.

Call it a thought experiment. Call it collaborative writing.
Call it the future.

But read everything knowing this: these are my words — accelerated.