Toe Testing Time

by David

The farm has done much better since we started growing baby heads. They’ll grow anywhere, but more sunlight makes them grow faster. The plants set more fruit, and we can take the heads to market sooner. They spend less time in the babbling stage and Marie, well, that part drives her crazy. My favorite part is harvesting. They say the strangest things. Stuff like “midnight’s noon/and noon midnight/bright flash of darkness comes.” I write the good ones down. I figure I’ll publish them, be famous someday.

One winter we nearly ran out of food. All we had left in the cellar were some heads rejected by the conglomerate the previous fall. We’d already put them in the back room, they made such a racket. You wouldn’t believe the language they used when we dumped them into the hot water.

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