“The crowd waited with bated breath as the first neurologically-enhanced lobster elected President of the United States clambered toward the podium. The lobster hovered over the microphone, clamped its claws and rubbed its antennae. A storm of neurons fired inside its ganglia, and its mandibles burbled out a rousing acceptance speech. The men whooped and hollered at the significance of the moment, while the women, relegated to years of waiting for their turn, clapped tepidly.” MenPoetryWomenPoemGenderMisogynyPresidentsGender BiasGender RelationsLobsters Book:Mexicans on the Moon: Speculative Poetry from a Possible Future Source: Mexicans on the Moon: Speculative Poetry from a Possible Future