Tommy Pico > Quotes

“I thot falling in love was a burden A kind of crowding on my landscape Love creates space, dummy Doesn’t take it up”
― Tommy Pico, Junk

“What is a fact even?
James rolls his eyes. What do you mean what’s a fact? A fact is a fact. Facts are real. Proven. Objective.
[…]
I say Facts are fallacies, created and curated by authority figures w/agendas and I say, Facts are used to subjugate, intimidate, enslave, and kill entire “races” of ppl reproductive rights etc I say, so yeah I have a complicated relationship with facts and pretty much everything. The only thing objective abt facts is yr blind allegiance to them. James.”
― Tommy Pico, Nature Poem

“How do statues become more galvanizing than refugees
is not something I wd include in a nature poem.”
― Tommy Pico, Nature Poem

“The ceremony of nighttime,
the cauldron of echoes, smells,
the Earth's shadow over itself—
curates an intimate thought
process, a witchy kind
of attention. The sun is
too canine for me. Drooling
and jumping and expects thanks
for just being.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“Surely Muse will want
to kiss me bc I appear
disinterested in kissing.
This is my technique.
Lol so far, so along. What
the hell do you expect?
Emotional transparency?
What kind of artless
simpleton says what they
truly feel?”
― Tommy Pico

“Good/Bad,
Right/Wrong, Binary is
another weapon of the
oppressor Justifies conquest
And is a method to ensure
survivors, if there are any, will
always question their worth
to literally just live.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“America
reclines undying I want America
to know who is still dying
for its sins. I want America taken
alive w/ all my names.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“It's hard
feeling like a carcass bc u literally can't *feel*
like a carcass. You feel around instead.”
― Tommy Pico, Nature Poem

“My thumb isn't terribly green but it's terribly thumbing at me.”
― Tommy Pico, Nature Poem

“Witnessing luxury makes
me feel like I can't say shit.
Money is very sharp,
very elbows and knees
behind those pinchy cheeks.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“*oh, but you don't look very Indian* is a thing ppl feel comfortable saying to me on dates.

What rhymes with, *fuck off and die?*”
― Tommy Pico, Nature Poem

“I am the captain of my shit”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“In a way I'm indebted to disassociation Shouting gets so small it's almost quaint I fold it into my pocket Even now it's hard for me to come/back to my body It's here I hold all my selves all my junk And if everything that passes through the pile changes the pile: you have changed me The sentiment cut loose from shame floats free in the crescent evening”
― Tommy Pico, Junk

“Boundaries
aren't cages.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“Likin a boy, wanting to be public
with that like, bein all he-ey
or PDA
is very grave for ppl
like us secrets r quaint.
Privacy is on its last leg.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“Alien
invasion overlord movies
r cute in a Monet way.
I survive seven generations
into a post-apocalyptic America
that started in 1492. Maybe
you'll live too?”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“A mirror fell the day I discovered I was living my future n for the first time in my adult life experienced a moment of happiness arm in arm w/ security All my little faces are smiling Life I look forward to living you completely with all my shattered selves All divisions of reflection All the ppl who ppl like us are required to be”
― Tommy Pico, Junk

“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

“Radio blasting
Who has stopped singing Fear
is like a gift that keeps on
giving, but the opposite: series
of horrors that reframe
even the most passing
interactions”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“New York will have you stomping thru a slow couple on the sidewalk even when you have no real place to go”
― Tommy Pico, Junk

“Everything is so extra,
it gets hard
to know what to actually
give a fuck about.
It's okay to be alone vs I'm
gonna die alone”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“Later, I pull
the peach curtains
closed. Springs groan,
I hit the pillow. I am
alone.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“I want to be normal enough to fuck.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“There is a kind of power
in being reviled
for just *being*”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“the You of the future I dreamed up a cargo ship full of multicolored storage units It didn't capsize like in the movies It just floated there exposing its anatomy and woke up a full 30 secs before the sadness kicked in Do you ever wish you were always sleeping”
― Tommy Pico

“Thrift shop smell to a young fairy formatting normalcy is basic Not in the sense of boring but Elemental A thing yr composed of n composing A face in the mirror makin mirror-face Have you ever wondered why thrift stores always smell the same? The musk settles like a dusty comfort feeling Feel the tide of decision swell in and roll out never quite catching it”
― Tommy Pico, Junk

“You know, it's
the prospect of Muse
leaving (threat of freedom)
not Muse coming (threat
of stains) that gets me
on my pen game.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“Out in the mountains
animal howls in the sky flatten
& diffuse. I forgot silence,
like hands cupped over
ears, huge swath of valleys
of silence, makes its own
skin.”
― Tommy Pico, IRL

“I / rush outside the billow yanks across the sky and into Queens. It's an archive burning, a record storage building near the water. Singed bits of text rain onto concrete, streets swallowed in fragments like a Sappho / How do statues become more galvanizing than refugees / is not something I wd include in a nature poem.”
― Tommy Pico, Nature Poem

“We know
we're doing it slow,
steady, instead of all
at once like ppl w/ guts”
― Tommy Pico, IRL