The Prompt as Wish

There's a strange new literary form blooming in the dark, and almost nobody has named it yet. A prompt. Sit with that for a moment. Three or four lines of careful English, fed to a system that has never seen the world — only its statistical shadow. And out of that fog comes a portrait, a melody, a paragraph that almost remembers being human. We call this 'prompting' as if it were a clerical task. It isn't. Every prompt is a wish disguised as instruction. Every comma a hes