Vijaya Sundaram

Poet, Musician, Teacher, and Amateur Visual Artist

Sleep and Nipples

Sheep and Nipples

©May 14, 2014

By Vijaya Sundaram

Welcome to my 100-word story contribution to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers! This is an online community of writers who post 100-word stories based on a photo prompt provided on Rochelle’s blog. This week’s photo is courtesy of Sandra Crook. sheep-and-car

I lay in bed, counting sheep.

A car appeared amidst the sheep.  Its rear bumpers were visible.  I tried to hail it.  Nothing happened.  The sheep pressed forward, urgent and militant, in my direction.

I reminded myself that I was trying to get to sleep.

The sheep came closer, backing me into a corner of the image.

I tapped at the edges of my mental image, but it remained resolutely two-dimensional.

Sleep never came.  Sheep poured in, though.

Beside me, the baby stirred and made sucking noises.  I awoke.  Sigh.

I shall never use lanolin on sore nipples again, ever.

 

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