Is there a better way to spend a summer Sunday afternoon than on a back porch with lemonade and Chekhov?

I want to be mad, but this is true.

I forgot about sports and thought this was an “inside you there are two wolves” thing

Today Persephone encountered a snake for the first time,* and she was enthralled. No matter how old you are,** you can always encounter new concepts! *She is in a screened-in patio, there is no risk for the cat and the snake to harm one another, she’s just looking. **She turns eleven this summer 😭

Slightly increase a band. Paramost.

I should finish reading my book club book for Saturday, but @sarahgailey.bsky.social’s Make Me Better is out today, and I don’t know how much self control I have in this matter.

You know you’ve won the party when the puppy puts her head on your shoulder

Spent the evening soaking up poetry. So glad that @whitewatertavern.bsky.social made space for people to read poems by others that move us.

get you a best friend who sends you two dozen roses just because 💐💕

Announcing the 2026 Rhysling Award Finalists! The Rhysling juries have made their decisions, and the 2026 Rhysling Award finalists have been chosen. Find the 50 Short Poem and 25 Long Poem finalists threaded below! /

Pierre Bourdieu once argued that the question of whether something is art isn't answered by the artist's intention or even the object itself. Instead, the quality of being "art" is conferred by a community — curators, dealers, auction houses, audiences, etc. 🧵

I'm on tour next week to celebrate the release of MAKE ME BETTER! I'll be in San Francisco, Huntington Beach, Salt Lake City, St Louis, and Des Moines!! Even more details belooooow 🧵 us.macmillan.com/tours/sarah-...

was reminded today that I am a finite resource, which just seems wrong I should be able to do all the things

*breaking a chocolate bar* give us this day our daily lead

Slightly diminish a book: What Moves the Sleeping

I underestimated how excited people were about the Target/Pokémon collab and did not foresee the line to get in the store, BUT I still got the Snorlax and Arcanine tumblers that I was there for (and a t-shirt and hoodie).

Readers and writers who have a strong local literary community: what are some of your favorite things about that community? What was an important step you took to build it? Readers and writers in search of local literary community: what are you looking for? What are your needs?

“We’re all just really crushingly lonely, aren’t we?”

On the one hand, I dislike that many contemporary novels refuse to trust the reader and instead put all the subtext directly in the text. On the other hand, the lack of reading comprehension on display these days makes it kind of necessary.

Sometimes I fool myself into thinking I’m cool, and then I realize I have a five-year plan for my tattoos.

What poem are you carrying with you today? #pocketpoem

I wrote a note to myself last year and have it taped up above my desk: HOPE LOOKS AN AWFUL LOT LIKE HARD WORK.

👏🏻 no one writes in isolation 👏🏻

The sweetest thing you will read today.

Don’t forget to show some love to your local bookstore today!

To the woman celebrating Independent Bookstore Day who probably thought the staff at my favorite shop was super unhelpful: I did not realize you thought I worked there until the interaction was over. I, too, was a customer. I hope you found Beasts of Prey by Ayana Gray.

It’s been storming all day today in honor of Noah Kahan’s new album.

One of my favourite episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation

There’s still good in the world.

Y’all, I got to the office this morning to find my desk covered in little birthday gifts 😭🥰 feeling so loved right now.

they should let you have seven pokémon in your party if you’re pure of heart

oh my GOD this is beyond amazing. absolute chills.

I’m throwing a birthday party next weekend. My husband is gluten intolerant, and one of my best friends is vegan. There is one (1) bakery in town that specializes in gluten free and vegan cakes. Usually I make my own, but I’m having a dinner party and cooking everything, so a bakery cake it is.

sending people to the moon is so poetry-coded

This is Sadie. She was finally reunited with her human, astronaut Christina Koch, after her mom’s voyage around the moon took her the furthest any human has ever been from their dog. She can't wait to hear all about the universe. 14/10 (IG: astro_christina)

congrats David Oates and AJ Wentz for publishing issue 1 of 'Only Human: English Language Senryu'! 🎇🎉🥂 with senryu by @tregallery.com, @tinamatijev.bsky.social, me and many others :) > follow @onlyhumansenryu.bsky.social > read www.onlyhumansenryu.com > submit your senryu, kyoka and senbun in june

The Artemis II mission was an excellent demonstration of how much we can achieve through expertise and teamwork, and it was inspiring to see in a world that increasingly emphasizes ignorance and independence.

We sent people to the moon! They went further than anyone ever has! They’ve seen things that no other human has seen with the naked eye! And now they are safely home! 🌒😭🌏💕🚀🫶💫

SPACE IS VERY COOL

Before people are allowed to respond to my posts they should be subject to one of those I Am Not A Robot Captcha thingies.

Harvey is the worst romance option in Stardew Valley.

Good food is not exclusive to big cities.

just read a review of a linguistics book that was annoyed it was full of “irrelevant rambles about uninteresting linguistics concepts,” and this may be the thing that breaks me

Happy splashdown day! 🌕 🛰️ 🌏 🫶

She’s onto us! Act casual! Pick up your coffee with your right hand!

Reminder that in this house we do not trash other genres of books to support the genre we like the most. One, come on, we're grown ups. Two, the bottom line is people reading and loving books. Three, every writer you know has friends working other genres, don't trash their friends, thanks.

oh to enjoy a spring afternoon in the shade of clover and dandelion

I grabbed my lunch box this morning but failed to put anything in it, so I guess I’m going out for lunch today.

cannot wait to find out how many people bring moon poems to my critique group this month

another morning spent trying to explain utility bills to my cat (she doesn’t want me to go to work)