Michael Thériault
@mtheriaultsf.bsky.social
I’ve done a few things. I’m not quite done yet.
Whereof I speak:
November 24, 2025 at 4:33 PM
Whereof I speak:
Tonight’s head of radicchio from my San Francisco fall garden.
November 21, 2025 at 11:25 PM
Tonight’s head of radicchio from my San Francisco fall garden.
Papalito says, Never cross a picket line, even for a walnut.
November 13, 2025 at 10:03 PM
Papalito says, Never cross a picket line, even for a walnut.
@twinbirdreview.bsky.social has taken my story “I and the I-not-I” for Dec2025 publication. The story, in which a roving lineman who can no longer rove discovers an alternative self who might — and so make a needed connection — justifies the bizarre title. My thanks to Editor-in-Chief Amanda K Horn.
November 13, 2025 at 4:20 AM
@twinbirdreview.bsky.social has taken my story “I and the I-not-I” for Dec2025 publication. The story, in which a roving lineman who can no longer rove discovers an alternative self who might — and so make a needed connection — justifies the bizarre title. My thanks to Editor-in-Chief Amanda K Horn.
Chuck, this is maybe not a good moment.
November 13, 2025 at 2:47 AM
Chuck, this is maybe not a good moment.
I think I’ve ridden that road.
November 9, 2025 at 6:21 PM
I think I’ve ridden that road.
City with its dead always above ground (hydraulic necessity) as also 69 miles away in the village of Theriot (they spell it different down there), where I took this photo.
Very cool intersection of Latin cultures in Seelie’s photos, and the bats/murciélagos/chauves-souris especially were great.
Very cool intersection of Latin cultures in Seelie’s photos, and the bats/murciélagos/chauves-souris especially were great.
November 8, 2025 at 9:04 PM
City with its dead always above ground (hydraulic necessity) as also 69 miles away in the village of Theriot (they spell it different down there), where I took this photo.
Very cool intersection of Latin cultures in Seelie’s photos, and the bats/murciélagos/chauves-souris especially were great.
Very cool intersection of Latin cultures in Seelie’s photos, and the bats/murciélagos/chauves-souris especially were great.
Saward was great. Hamilton Nolan’s tirade against apple cider donuts had the perverse effect of making me want to try them. But first these, which my mémère described as cooked not in maple syrup, but in cauldrons of boiling sap in spring maple camps; a lifelong desire of mine, never fulfilled:
November 4, 2025 at 9:29 PM
Saward was great. Hamilton Nolan’s tirade against apple cider donuts had the perverse effect of making me want to try them. But first these, which my mémère described as cooked not in maple syrup, but in cauldrons of boiling sap in spring maple camps; a lifelong desire of mine, never fulfilled:
OK, Gavin, I did my part.
November 4, 2025 at 4:58 PM
OK, Gavin, I did my part.
With some such headware as this, maybe?
October 26, 2025 at 12:56 AM
With some such headware as this, maybe?
Oo the great sweep on those forks, like on my 1972 Gitane (here atop Mt. Tamalpais after a climb up from CA Highway 1).
Oh, and Deneuve looks good too.
Oh, and Deneuve looks good too.
October 22, 2025 at 9:03 PM
Oo the great sweep on those forks, like on my 1972 Gitane (here atop Mt. Tamalpais after a climb up from CA Highway 1).
Oh, and Deneuve looks good too.
Oh, and Deneuve looks good too.
The San Francisco high rise upper/center frame clad in red Swedish granite was my first as an Ironworker apprentice forty-plus years ago, ten stories in the air my first day. I tried for a photo of it today and found myself in this crowd.
In body and spirit.
No kings, ever.
In body and spirit.
No kings, ever.
October 19, 2025 at 12:09 AM
The San Francisco high rise upper/center frame clad in red Swedish granite was my first as an Ironworker apprentice forty-plus years ago, ten stories in the air my first day. I tried for a photo of it today and found myself in this crowd.
In body and spirit.
No kings, ever.
In body and spirit.
No kings, ever.
This in today’s San Francisco Chronicle while Marc Benioff and Elon Musk tell Trump Yes, please deploy the National Guard here, it’s so lawless. I’m 2 months shy of 70, which means the City is the safest it’s been all my long life here. The lies have abandoned any pretense of plausibility.
October 15, 2025 at 8:12 PM
This in today’s San Francisco Chronicle while Marc Benioff and Elon Musk tell Trump Yes, please deploy the National Guard here, it’s so lawless. I’m 2 months shy of 70, which means the City is the safest it’s been all my long life here. The lies have abandoned any pretense of plausibility.
My short story His Mothers and the Mountain is out today in The Table Review. San Bruno Mountain rises between San Francisco and smaller cities. Climb it with eight-year-old Rory Leary unaccompanied in the dark of an autumn night:
thetablereview.org/2025/10/09/h...
thetablereview.org/2025/10/09/h...
October 10, 2025 at 3:50 AM
My short story His Mothers and the Mountain is out today in The Table Review. San Bruno Mountain rises between San Francisco and smaller cities. Climb it with eight-year-old Rory Leary unaccompanied in the dark of an autumn night:
thetablereview.org/2025/10/09/h...
thetablereview.org/2025/10/09/h...
Radicchio starting to form heads in my garden.
October 7, 2025 at 7:55 PM
Radicchio starting to form heads in my garden.
The Table Review has taken my short story “His Mothers and the Mountain” for 9Oct25 publication. San Bruno Mountain rises from the SE edge of San Francisco. The story sends an 8-yr-old boy up it in an autumn night, away from one home, in hope of another. I’ll post a link when it’s out.
September 30, 2025 at 12:23 AM
The Table Review has taken my short story “His Mothers and the Mountain” for 9Oct25 publication. San Bruno Mountain rises from the SE edge of San Francisco. The story sends an 8-yr-old boy up it in an autumn night, away from one home, in hope of another. I’ll post a link when it’s out.
A closet rod becomes a mode of communication and an element of power in my story Her Delight, out now in @rawheadjournal.bsky.social. My thanks to John T. Leonard and the editorial crew, and my greetings and congratulations to my fellow contributors.
rawheadjournal.org/issue-one/
rawheadjournal.org/issue-one/
September 24, 2025 at 6:19 PM
A closet rod becomes a mode of communication and an element of power in my story Her Delight, out now in @rawheadjournal.bsky.social. My thanks to John T. Leonard and the editorial crew, and my greetings and congratulations to my fellow contributors.
rawheadjournal.org/issue-one/
rawheadjournal.org/issue-one/
My very short story “The Excelsior Water Tower,” taken yesterday for publication by the McNeese Review, looks up at this landmark of San Francisco’s working-class Excelsior District and asks questions of love, of heritage, of identity. I’m thrilled and grateful McNeese liked it. I hope others will.
September 19, 2025 at 7:01 PM
My very short story “The Excelsior Water Tower,” taken yesterday for publication by the McNeese Review, looks up at this landmark of San Francisco’s working-class Excelsior District and asks questions of love, of heritage, of identity. I’m thrilled and grateful McNeese liked it. I hope others will.
Hold on there, checking the original.
September 13, 2025 at 8:08 PM
Hold on there, checking the original.
After a cool summer in San Francisco days have warmed enough that my tomatoes are ripening quickly, so here’s last night’s insalata caprese, with Cherokee purples & African blue basil (does better than Italian basil in our fog); baguette from Arizmendi, Mandarin melon from Civic Center Farmers Mkt.
September 4, 2025 at 1:28 PM
After a cool summer in San Francisco days have warmed enough that my tomatoes are ripening quickly, so here’s last night’s insalata caprese, with Cherokee purples & African blue basil (does better than Italian basil in our fog); baguette from Arizmendi, Mandarin melon from Civic Center Farmers Mkt.
Back up above 200km/125mi yesterday for the first time since early 2023. Slow, yes (moving time 10:12, total time 11:26), but maybe okay at four months shy of 70 years old on a half-century-old bike. Top speed 44mph on one descent. With 7miles to and from the official start, a 141-mile day.
August 27, 2025 at 4:12 PM
Back up above 200km/125mi yesterday for the first time since early 2023. Slow, yes (moving time 10:12, total time 11:26), but maybe okay at four months shy of 70 years old on a half-century-old bike. Top speed 44mph on one descent. With 7miles to and from the official start, a 141-mile day.
Here she is. She’d just been eating, so her bill is scruffy.
July 17, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Here she is. She’d just been eating, so her bill is scruffy.
Among his many exemplars of the form are Baudelaire’s Petrarchan sonnets on a creature you love. Here’s one, and another Thériault’s reading of it because my big fingers would take a year to reproduce it in alt text.
youtu.be/lwzM9V3CVL4?...
youtu.be/lwzM9V3CVL4?...
July 3, 2025 at 4:11 PM
Among his many exemplars of the form are Baudelaire’s Petrarchan sonnets on a creature you love. Here’s one, and another Thériault’s reading of it because my big fingers would take a year to reproduce it in alt text.
youtu.be/lwzM9V3CVL4?...
youtu.be/lwzM9V3CVL4?...