“About a foot, a foot and a half. Egg-shaped. A round base and it tapers up towards the top. It’s smooth. Yesterday it was smoother. It’s hard. Metal. A hard plastic. When we first brought it home it seemed a lot softer. It’s gotten harder. There are ridges now, around the base.
How does she.
Breastfeed. How does she breastfeed?
I don’t know. Ask her.”
New fiction by Thomas McMullan, with art by Anastasia Kashian.