Ebook {Epub PDF} IRL by Tommy Pico






















IRL is often a fast-talking, engaging, seductive exploration of identity in a time of blurred boundaries between public and private selves and between self and others. The self-conscious, performative nature of its formal conceit offers poignant moments such as this, in a section where Pico imagines a future version of himself, “with little relatives / pointing at the pics / all around the walls” of his trailer. Tommy Pico’s IRL is a perfect 21st century descendent of the spontaneous bop prosody of Jack Kerouac, both in terms of following the thoughts wherever they lead but also establishing a sense of identity struggle through repeating motifs and themes/5(49). Tommy Pico released his first book, IRL, an epic poem in the form of an extended text message that was awarded the Brooklyn Public Library Literary Prize. Inspired by A. R. Ammons’s “Tape for the Turn of the Year” and Beyoncé’s self-titled album, the page book was written over the course of three and a half months in , and encompasses topics as broad as the oppression of Native Americans, pop .


Tommy Pico's 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 self-titled album. 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. Irl Tommy Pico. Narrator Tommy Pico. Publisher: Author's Republic. 0 0 0 Summary 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. ― Tommy Pico, IRL. 0 likes. Like "There is a kind of power in being reviled for just *being*" ― Tommy Pico, IRL. 0 likes. Like "We just get com-fortable with each other at a time when comfort something come stop the shaking is more important than privacy" ― Tommy Pico, IRL. 0 likes.


On "IRL" It was the summer and I was reading The White Goddess by Robert Graves (mostly to get sleepy) and thinking a lot about my competing desires to go to the beach or the river or a rooftop, vs needing to be alone to write this book. "On the narrowing frontier between song speech, memory oblivion, future no future, Native American, IRL is Heraclitan, a river of text and sweat, whipping worlds into the silence of white pages: a new masterpiece. Tommy Pico’s IRL is a perfect 21st century descendent of the spontaneous bop prosody of Jack Kerouac, both in terms of following the thoughts wherever they lead but also establishing a sense of identity struggle through repeating motifs and themes.

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