AI Love Dick

computer-generated love letters to the titular Dick of Chris Kraus's 1997 novel, "I Love Dick."

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, We discussed refrigeration, but we'll let you know what we decide.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, Since Sylvère wrote the first letter, I'm so saaaaad.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, So why did you call? But I think you won. Don't you wish you had someone else to do it with?

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, the idée fixe behind the tempest was that I'd like to do it with?

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, it's funny how things have a way of turning around.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, Well the "tempest in a teapot" seems to've passed without your entering it, why'd you even call us Sunday night?

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, I mean the Antelope Valley. I need to talk to you. Can we meet at your house and on the cactuses.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, If you fax me yes or no after 7 a.m. I'd like to see you Wednesday night after our 'date' with you in Antelope Valley.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, You're a cowboy; for ten years, I mean the Antelope Valley and post these letters all around your house.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, and truer than I imagined. Love Dick hopefully involving you. I, we're, writing you this letter that we will never send.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, We've decided to publish this correspondence and were wondering if you'd like to be this cool guy smoking a cigarette behind his bedroom door on Sunday morning.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, You're so priggish and judgmental but deep down I bet if you could've done this with Jane you never would've broken up with our pasts. It's what parents say about the childless.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, Your friend, Sylvère and I were discussing methods of disposing of dead bodies. The Blue of Noon by Georges Bataille?

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, pushed around by other people's drives. We've met a few times and I've felt a lot about your living situation. Do you think we're dilettantes.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, Oh Dick, We're under the gun now. Love Dick hopefully involving you. But how did I get into that?

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, So why did you call? The Blue of Noon by Georges Bataille? It's funny, both of us thought a lot about your living situation.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, Noon.

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, I may be leaving Crestline to drive out to Antelope Valley. Because you really wanted it to continue, right? Though we come from different places, we've both tried breaking up with her, right?

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, I guess it's been a case of infatuation. Your friend, Sylvère

[AI Love Dick @AILoveDick]

Dear Dick, Sylvère to the End of the Dumb Dick, None of these ideas are right.