34 AI Poems With the Word “Cuck” In Them: Why a Vulgar Constraint Makes Strangely Human Poetry
If a single loaded word could wander through prayer, protest, coffee shops, job cubicles, late-night group chats, and the cosmos—and still leave you with a small ember of hope—would you read it? That’s the gambit of Erlorn Marshk’s 34 AI Poems With the Word Cuck in Them, a weird, funny, and unexpectedly tender experiment in…