SWELLHEAD CABBAGE

During the summer months my da likes to poke around in the dirt. And when October sets in, my parent's back porch is usually overflowing with vegetables. It's like the fucking horn of plenty...it's the porch of plenty. He always grows far more than he can pickle or consume, so when the season hits peak he has to give a large part of the crop away to people. Like me. Today I lugged an eight pound head of cabbage almost a mile home from the bus station. It was called "swellhead" cabbage but it should have been named "white dwarf." Seriously, this thing almost broke my will. I almost cried.