“See you at the recycle bins.”

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“By the dumpsters—see you there.”

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“Hey, I was at the bins—where the hell were you?”

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“Dumpsters? Um, I totally prefer bins.

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Cop in a box?

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“‘Bins’—are what— froofed up ‘dumpsters?’”

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“A booth—where a cop—might reside (often does).”

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“Something happened…at the bins…last night. Can we talk?”

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“Isn’t dumpsters more to the point?”

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“Ok, let’s talk. See you at the bins.”

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“So, I met you at the dumpsters today—weren’t you on the cop in a box blog last year?”

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“You wanna take it out to the dumpsters, fool?”

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“See you at the bins!”

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“Um…everybody, listen…I might have gotten—um, well, accidentallyat the dumpsters.”

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“That cop in a box—just bought 30 copies of my book for his class!”

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“‘Disposal area’—that’s a little more neutral-sounding, don’t you think?”

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“I was born…not far…from the bins…I might die…not far from there.”

 

Originally Published: April 11th, 2012

Raised in southern California, experimental poet, playwright, and labor activist Rodrigo Toscano's experimental work often takes the form of conversation and physical movement that interrogates, and crosses, borders: the border between poetic and political action, between the made thing and its making, between speech and theater, between languages, between social...