Eiren Caffall
@eirencaffall.bsky.social
Lyrical dispatches from the apocalypse. Words in Orion, Guernica, The Rumpus, LARB, Al Jazeera, memoir THE MOURNER’S BESTIARY (Row House, 2024), and novel ALL THE WATER IN THE WORLD (St. Martin’s, 2025)
But have you seen Studs?
October 27, 2025 at 10:45 PM
But have you seen Studs?
March 2025 Me, in the hospital with a broken vertebra and high on painkillers, was super optimistic about what July 2025 Me, healed and back at work and stone cold sober, could get done during this month. To be fair to her, she was looking at this view.
July 7, 2025 at 5:55 PM
March 2025 Me, in the hospital with a broken vertebra and high on painkillers, was super optimistic about what July 2025 Me, healed and back at work and stone cold sober, could get done during this month. To be fair to her, she was looking at this view.
But have you seen Studs?
July 2, 2025 at 7:50 PM
But have you seen Studs?
Welp, kittens, it took over a decade, but here it is, baby’s first hate mail! (Pro tip, Sir: the ass is not where climate communism goes.)
June 25, 2025 at 9:25 PM
Welp, kittens, it took over a decade, but here it is, baby’s first hate mail! (Pro tip, Sir: the ass is not where climate communism goes.)
Just gave a book talk in the perfect library on the tiny island that’s the star of my memoir and the place I do my best writing. And it is foggy. Best day.
June 18, 2025 at 11:39 PM
Just gave a book talk in the perfect library on the tiny island that’s the star of my memoir and the place I do my best writing. And it is foggy. Best day.
Missed marching with 100,000 siblings in my home city yesterday. But here, on a tiny island in Maine, there was also a march.
June 15, 2025 at 6:59 PM
Missed marching with 100,000 siblings in my home city yesterday. But here, on a tiny island in Maine, there was also a march.
It was a double double rainbow day. So, quadruple rainbow. Second, third, and fourth rainbows not pictured.
May 20, 2025 at 4:58 AM
It was a double double rainbow day. So, quadruple rainbow. Second, third, and fourth rainbows not pictured.
But have you seen Studs?
April 7, 2025 at 4:07 AM
But have you seen Studs?
13 years of my work stolen to train AI. The stories of my beloved dead, vacuumed up into lawless ether. It will break my heart forever. They could fund a thousand Carnegie-style libraries, socialized medicine, a clean ecosystem if they’d pay their taxes. Eat the rich, siblings. Solidarity forever.
March 22, 2025 at 11:53 PM
13 years of my work stolen to train AI. The stories of my beloved dead, vacuumed up into lawless ether. It will break my heart forever. They could fund a thousand Carnegie-style libraries, socialized medicine, a clean ecosystem if they’d pay their taxes. Eat the rich, siblings. Solidarity forever.
Left the house in order to be in a room with Union siblings making art.
March 9, 2025 at 5:02 AM
Left the house in order to be in a room with Union siblings making art.
Nothing like spending the day with 3,000 scientists, conservationists, volunteers, educators, writers, publishers, artists, and gardeners to remind you that justice and mercy and learning and empathy are powerful. Thanks, Wild Things. Also I bought a book on mussels.
March 2, 2025 at 12:03 AM
Nothing like spending the day with 3,000 scientists, conservationists, volunteers, educators, writers, publishers, artists, and gardeners to remind you that justice and mercy and learning and empathy are powerful. Thanks, Wild Things. Also I bought a book on mussels.
Hanging out with my naturalist people at Wild Things Conference today and selling books through @bookedevanston.bsky.social. Come and find me! I have two books left!
March 1, 2025 at 7:53 PM
Hanging out with my naturalist people at Wild Things Conference today and selling books through @bookedevanston.bsky.social. Come and find me! I have two books left!
Including this one which gutted and remade me.
February 6, 2025 at 5:33 AM
Including this one which gutted and remade me.
@cwahmanholm.bsky.social’s poems have been keeping me grounded in this moment.
February 6, 2025 at 5:32 AM
@cwahmanholm.bsky.social’s poems have been keeping me grounded in this moment.
In a dark time I keep reaching my hands out to beauty and meaning, afraid I’ll lose it. Every room I walk into with my books right now feels holy and crucial. Here we are, saving each other and saving the world entire in the face of burning, melting, wholesale theft. Come out.
February 6, 2025 at 5:31 AM
In a dark time I keep reaching my hands out to beauty and meaning, afraid I’ll lose it. Every room I walk into with my books right now feels holy and crucial. Here we are, saving each other and saving the world entire in the face of burning, melting, wholesale theft. Come out.
The cognitive dissonance of today—being in gorgeous LA with beloved friends promoting a book on eco collapse while the city is still on fire—drove me to the Tar Pits. On brand.
January 24, 2025 at 11:00 PM
The cognitive dissonance of today—being in gorgeous LA with beloved friends promoting a book on eco collapse while the city is still on fire—drove me to the Tar Pits. On brand.
Today’s snack was cake with my name on it. Book launch goals day two.
January 16, 2025 at 3:22 AM
Today’s snack was cake with my name on it. Book launch goals day two.
At last, the nerdy girl in me has unlocked a long-held desire, to have a book cake for a book launch. Get yourselves a writing group that holds your hand and makes you better and gets you a cake when all your hopes are fulfilled, then bring it to the bookstore that helped you raise your kid
January 15, 2025 at 3:49 PM
At last, the nerdy girl in me has unlocked a long-held desire, to have a book cake for a book launch. Get yourselves a writing group that holds your hand and makes you better and gets you a cake when all your hopes are fulfilled, then bring it to the bookstore that helped you raise your kid
But have you seen Studs?
January 4, 2025 at 7:22 PM
But have you seen Studs?
Foggy Boxing Day hike through the Kettle Moraine.
December 28, 2024 at 12:12 AM
Foggy Boxing Day hike through the Kettle Moraine.
But have you seen Studs?
December 16, 2024 at 7:04 PM
But have you seen Studs?
So many tiny mushrooms in the woods today.
November 25, 2024 at 2:22 AM
So many tiny mushrooms in the woods today.
Latest I’ve ever put my Chicago garden to bed. Latest I’ve harvested. I thought this might help with post-election feelings. I think it is making it worse.
November 20, 2024 at 4:40 PM
Latest I’ve ever put my Chicago garden to bed. Latest I’ve harvested. I thought this might help with post-election feelings. I think it is making it worse.
My Dinner with Andre is on in the guesthouse where I’m staying in New York before doing a live reading at Hoe’s Pub tonight. I’ve missed NY and I’m so grateful to be here just now, first home.
November 12, 2024 at 8:54 PM
My Dinner with Andre is on in the guesthouse where I’m staying in New York before doing a live reading at Hoe’s Pub tonight. I’ve missed NY and I’m so grateful to be here just now, first home.
But have you seen Studs?
August 14, 2024 at 4:08 PM
But have you seen Studs?