Fishsuits - Sam Quyên Huỳnh

Sam Quyên Huỳnh is a writer, artist, and activist. Their multidisciplinary work is deeply political, invested in abolitionist, decolonial, and racial justice, as well as queer, sovereign futures. They live by revolutionary love on the stolen, never ceded lands of the Turrbal and Jagera peoples.

@fishsuits | @s4mther

I am a new place with you, lover

I am a new place with you, lover & how can a car be a north star, a comet to drive me to my fate— the shore meets both fresh & salt, I have never known magic like this body of water, like your crescent moon eyes, well-deep & smiling, the river current’s murmur on the sand, a mingling thrum, an oceanic heart-beat returned, reunited.

I may have the wheel, lover—but you, lover, you guide me home.

swallowsight

you are safe to lay with. dewed grass & river crackles & the widening sky. swallows spiral so high— just black-and-white flecks. close my eyes because my gaze returns again to you, to the years gathering in your eyes. when this ends, will I remember the long sweep of your lashes?

swallows swoop like leaves

— flicker

late shadows.

swallows live only two years. this moment counts for a day, many days, for the birds. let me love you for now. underbelly aglow, the heart swoops. two beats. for now. for now.