IRL by Tommy Pico


IRL asks, what happens to a modern, queer indigenous person a few generations after his ancestors were alienated from their language, their religion, and their history? Teebs feels compelled towards “boys, burgers, booze,” though he begins to suspect there is perhaps a more ancient goddess calling to him behind art, behind music, behind poetry.

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Beyoncé is literature. Drunk texts are poems. The existential dread of capitalism and needing to belong are muse — but also, so is that cute boy at the bar. Forget Homer and Milton, Pico reminds us we’re all writing/living epic poems on the daily, in our texts, our thotty one night stands, and our heritage (or seeming lack thereof). Equally humorous and urgent, this poem is for anyone seeking to settle into themselves. Oh, and it’s hella queer, whatever that means 🙂 – Mason

IRL is a sweaty, summertime poem composed like a long text message, rooted in the epic tradition of A.R. Ammons, ancient Kumeyaay Bird Songs, and Beyoncé’s visual albums. It follows Teebs, a reservation-born, queer NDN weirdo, trying to figure out his impulses/desires/history in the midst of Brooklyn rooftops, privacy in the age of the Internet, street harassment, suicide, boys boys boys, literature, colonialism, religion, leaving one’s 20s, and a love/hate relationship with English. He’s plagued by an indecision, unsure of which obsessions, attractions, and impulses are essentially his, and which are the result of Christian conversion, hetero-patriarchal/colonialist white supremacy, homophobia, Bacardi, gummy candy, and not getting laid.

IRL by Tommy Pico