Here’s a short piece for “Tickling Lobster”: In which dinner gets mischievous
We ate noodles instead.
Some creatures are not meant to be boiled—only befriended, briefly, on the threshold of a joke. tickling lobster
I laughed too. Then I put the feather down, picked up the pot, and apologized to the lobster. Here’s a short piece for “Tickling Lobster”: In
Then, absurdly, I touched a feather to its tail. picked up the pot