Tickling Lobster May 2026

The lobster lay on the counter, antennae twitching, claws banded but somehow still dignified. I was supposed to plunge it into boiling water. Instead, I hesitated.

Then, absurdly, I touched a feather to its tail. tickling lobster

Here’s a short piece for “Tickling Lobster”: In which dinner gets mischievous The lobster lay on the counter, antennae twitching,