Samson Furlong Tighe
Samson Furlong Tighe is from Dublin. They live in Belfast where they are pursuing an MA in Poetry and working at a bar.
T-Boy Groundhog Day
This loop swallows my body but not my breast. I have
taken four hundred and thirty shots of testosterone, and
nothing has changed. I have told Charlie I love him three
hundred and eight times, and he has not looked up from
his book. I don’t have the energy some mornings. I love dying.
It’s my favourite hobby. I will not fear it in the new world.
Every day there is a revolution; a spin. I think I am starting
to feel it in my feet. A few turns ago, I kissed a head of state just
to see if he was any good. I haven’t tried voting yet. Sometimes,
I tell the truth; I whisper it to my mother on the phone; there are
strangers I have found who will listen. Only the crazy ones believe me,
but this was true before. I am unsure of the mechanics of this life.
I tried feigning interest in quantum physics. I don’t care. I can’t.
I have told my father he’s proud of me thirty times. I have killed him
forty-five times. If I’m being honest, I’ve lost track of the turns.
Tomorrow, today, I will take another shot.