It starts with a mattress, thrown to the side of a country road.
Next comes another mattress and box springs–both fallen at an angle to the road’s edge.
Then, it’s tires. Lots and lots of tires. And garbage bags with trash, thrown on as afterthoughts. Broken open by raccoons, the bags contain language tapes, Ingles sin Barrerras.
How does one say, in all languages so everyone understands, no dumping here above the creek?