Fosse’s prose has surreal simplicity and playful repetition that transmute the unsayable into feelings we treasure. His writing, both in its content and linguistic ingenuity, provides hope that literature, so long as it remains a playground for metaphysics, will not be threatened by the preponderance of AI.

Where would reasons end? The Chilean writer Roberto Bolaño once said in an interview: “I don’t think reason has anything to do with parent-children relationships, not at all. Perhaps from the perspective of a child, reason does impose itself, but from the perspective of a parent, it’s very difficult to impose reason.” Is parenthood a precursor to the end of reason?