Bone Cage

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by Catherine Banks


  CHICKY

  Sister? I’ve been his mother, even before Mom left us, since I was

  five years old I was his mother. I carried him, I fed him, I held him,

  I kissed his little peach-fuzz head when he cried, me. (pause) I was his mother.

  KRISTA

  You’re jealous then, because he’s leaving you.

  CHICKY

  I want him to leave. I want him to go somewhere, anywhere far away.

  If he marries you, he’ll never leave.

  KRISTA

  Why should he? He’s got a job here.

  CHICKY

  He’s told Earl he’s quitting.

  KRISTA

  (pause, recovers) He’ll hire him back, he always does.

  CHICKY

  But Jamie hates the work.

  KRISTA

  He’s got to stop thinking about it is all. The pay is good. We want to build right away.

  CHICKY

  Would you go with him if he got work someplace else?

  KRISTA

  We don’t have land someplace else, we got land here. We’re going to start building soon. It’s going to be the house of the village.

  CHICKY

  Wait one year. Have the wedding next year.

  KRISTA

  That’s a great thing for my maid of honour to say. Everything is set, ready.

  God, well don’t be my maid of honour if that’s how you feel.

  CHICKY

  Okay. I won’t.

  KRISTA

  What? You’re some (pause) witch aren’t you?

  She walks out. CLARENCE stirs as though waking up.

  CHICKY

  Get your ears full?

  Lights out.

  Scene 6

  This is Monday, the night of the stag. JAMIE and KEVIN sit at the kitchen table. JAMIE has on nylons, a bright skirt and a T-shirt over a size DD bra that is stuffed to the max. KEVIN is putting on makeup in a makeup mirror. KEVIN is also supposed to be getting dressed up, but he seems to be avoiding it. JAMIE has to nudge him on. They are both nursing beers. CLARENCE sits in his chair flicking channels.

  KEVIN

  It’s got to hurt, man.

  JAMIE

  It don’t hurt.

  KEVIN

  Smacking the water like that.

  JAMIE

  If you do it right, you don’t feel a fucking thing.

  KEVIN

  I did it from the rail. It hurt.

  JAMIE

  The rail’s for pansies. You do it from the top frame.

  You make sure you’re dead centre in that hole, too, or you’re dead. Ha.

  When you do it right it’s smooth.

  KEVIN

  When you’re drunk out of your gourd!

  JAMIE

  Yeah. (laughs)

  I’ll show you how, Kev. It’ll get the chest hairs growing onto you.

  KEVIN

  Krista says you can’t do it anymore when you’re married.

  JAMIE

  If Krista told me not to jump off a bridge, wouldn’t I?

  KRISTA comes in at that moment. She reacts instantly to the scene.

  KRISTA

  Oh my God. Jamie! Kevin. You guys. You’re not really going like that are you?

  JAMIE

  A little surprise for Merv, right, Kev?

  JAMIE moves in on her.

  KRISTA

  You got lip gloss on me. Yuck, watermelon. I hate that stuff.

  Did you get the washing machine?

  JAMIE

  I got it, but it’s a piece of shit.

  KRISTA

  No it isn’t.

  JAMIE

  They don’t know how to take care of nothing.

  KRISTA

  It is only two years old. It doesn’t have a scratch on it.

  KEVIN laughs.

  What are you laughing at?

  JAMIE

  He agrees with me.

  KRISTA

  Where is it?

  JAMIE

  In the shed.

  KRISTA goes out.

  KEVIN

  You’re dead meat now.

  JAMIE

  More eye shadow, Kev.

  JAMIE pushes a pink satin dress in KEVIN’s direction.

  KEVIN

  I don’t know if I can do this, man.

  JAMIE

  Pink’s your colour, Kev.

  KEVIN takes the dress.

  We’ll show those bastards not to fuck with… (us)

  KRISTA bursts in.

  KRISTA

  What did you do to it?

  JAMIE

  I didn’t do nothing to it.

  KRISTA

  Well somebody beat on it with a hammer or an axe or something.

  Kevin?

  KEVIN

  I never touched it. Well, I put it on the back of the truck.

  KRISTA

  You never bought it like that. What happened?

  KEVIN

  It fell off the truck.

  KRISTA

  You didn’t tie it on?

  JAMIE

  Nope.

  KEVIN

  We was only goin’ from there to here.

  JAMIE

  If Merv hadn’t cut me off, it wouldn’t have fallen off.

  KEVIN

  Merv passed him.

  JAMIE

  Cut me off.

  KEVIN

  Yeah. When Jamie pulled out to pass him, it fell off.

  We didn’t notice ’til we got here. Some lucky it slid off onto the side, nobody ran into it.

  JAMIE

  I wish it would have hit Merv.

  KRISTA

  You had to pass him.

  JAMIE

  Yes I had to pass him. The shit.

  I told you we don’t need a washer anyway.

  KRISTA

  How am I suppose to do our laundry?

  JAMIE

  At your mother’s.

  KRISTA

  Mom won’t help us, she’s told us that.

  CLARENCE

  In my day people didn’t expect to have everything when they got married. They was willing to wait for things.

  KRISTA

  Oh my God. I told you.

  JAMIE

  No one asked you.

  CLARENCE

  I was only saying.

  KRISTA

  I told you.

  This is what I’ve been saying.

  JAMIE

  Stay the fuck out of our business.

  CLARENCE

  I was only saying.

  JAMIE

  Don’t.

  KRISTA

  That’s a hundred and fifty dollars gone.

  KRISTA takes out a sheet of paper and a book. She works at her homework at the table. The guys continue getting decked out for the stag.

  Jesus.

  I hate poetry.

  JAMIE

  Hey, don’t you swear.

  KRISTA

  Jeepers, I hate poetry.

  JAMIE

  Too bad, because you’re marrying a poet.

  KEVIN laughs.

  Two lips are red

  Nipples are pink

  Farts in a bed

  Sure do stink.

  JAMIE takes a bow.

  KRISTA

  I told Mr. Dagly I don’t have time to do an essay. I told him I’m

  getting married on Saturday. He said, “I know, Krista, your colour scheme is the talk of the school.” He said he overheard two guys in the
locker room, like, discussing how relieved they were that I had gone with fuchsia, because it was so much more June bride than winter mint.

  JAMIE

  He’s a fag.

  KRISTA

  You don’t have to say that every time.

  Every time I mention Dagly you say that.

  JAMIE

  “Fagly.”

  KRISTA

  I have to do the essay, or I fail English.

  JAMIE

  You’re not failing.

  KRISTA

  I know.

  JAMIE

  I’m telling you you’re not failing.

  KRISTA

  I said I know.

  I don’t care if I don’t pass.

  JAMIE

  You’re getting your grade twelve if it takes you twenty years.

  Read the poem. Kev’ll tell you what it’s about.

  KRISTA

  Yeah, right.

  KEVIN

  You know I’m smarter than you, sister.

  KRISTA

  (reading) “Bird Cage.

  I am a bird cage

  A cage of bone

  With a bird

  The bird in the cage of bone

  Is death building his nest

  When nothing is happening

  One can hear him ruffle his wings.

  And when one has laughed a lot

  If one suddenly stops

  One hears him cooing

  Far down

  Like a small bell.

  It is a bird held captive

  This death in my cage of bone

  Would he not like to fly away

  Is it you who will hold him back

  Is it I

  What is it

  He cannot fly away

  Until he has eaten all

  My heart

  The source of blood

  With my life inside

  He will have my soul in his beak.”

  JAMIE has lost his smirk and he seems drawn into the poem. KEVIN breaks the mood.

  KEVIN

  Jesus. Well he is talking about his bird so I guess he’s talking about his… (He grabs his crotch.) Eh, Jame?

  KRISTA

  Thank you, Kevin. Jesus. Jeepers.

  The guy was dying. He had a heart something, so he knew he was dying. I have to write an essay describing my personal bird of death.

  JAMIE

  Death would be cancer or something. You’re not dying.

  KRISTA

  Dagly told me to write how a marriage is a cage and a husband is the bird of death. I told him I’m not doing that.

  JAMIE

  The fag.

  JAMIE and KEVIN start a small chorus of “fag, fag fag” – like

  bullfrogs sounding off in a pond.

  KRISTA

  I can’t get anything done here. I’m going home. Call me after the stag, Jamie. Jamie? Call me.

  There was this article in the Wedding Digest and this girl’s boyfriend died at his stag. Alcohol poisoning. You know Merv will get you too drunk.

  JAMIE

  The bird of death… alcohol – the bird of paradise, alcohol.

  KEVIN

  I’ll drink to that. And may it fly up my nose.

  KRISTA

  Call me.

  KRISTA leaves.

  JAMIE

  Well, Kev buddy, get your dress on and let’s go fuck with Merv.

  Lights out.

  Scene 7

  At the river. Wednesday suppertime. CHICKY is waiting, checking her watch. While she has her back turned, ROBBY comes down.

  ROBBY

  Hi, Chicky.

  CHICKY

  Hey, Robby.

  ROBBY

  How are you?

  CHICKY

  I feel used up and spit out.

  I feel like I’ve been fifty years old since I was three.

  ROBBY

  (pause) How are you?

  CHICKY

  Good. How are you?

  ROBBY

  Good.

  CHICKY

  Was Reg at the farm when you left?

  ROBBY

  No. Reg and Carol went to town in the Ford truck.

  CHICKY realizes REG is not coming.

  (emphatically) I’m done working for Reg.

  CHICKY

  Are you?

  ROBBY

  (emphatically) He said he don’t need me no more.

  CHICKY

  You don’t need Reg. I don’t need Reg.

  We don’t need Reg.

  ROBBY

  We don’t need Reg.

  CHICKY

  This is your chance, Robby. You can go anywhere in the world.

  Take a plane anywhere.

  ROBBY

  I don’t like planes.

  CHICKY

  It’s better to drive, anyway. You see everything then.

  Tell me where you want to go?

  ROBBY

  Don’t know.

  CHICKY

  Some place you saw on TV. How about that?

  ROBBY

  Don’t know.

  CHICKY

  You’ve been thinking about going away.

  ROBBY

  No.

  CHICKY

  Now you can.

  ROBBY

  No.

  CHICKY

  Paris, France.

  ROBBY

  French people there.

  CHICKY

  Australia… New York.

  You going to ask me to come, too?

  ROBBY

  Okay.

  No.

  CHICKY

  Robby and Donalda on the road.

  ROBBY

  Mom says no.

  CHICKY

  We’ll bring her.

  ROBBY

  Mom has to stay with Lissa.

  CHICKY

  Bring Lissa, okay.

  Got any money saved up?

  I know you didn’t think this would happen. I know you thought

  I’m going to live here all my life. And something important, not important, some miracle was going to happen and it was going to

  all work out, but now you need money, did you save up?

  ROBBY

  No.

  CHICKY

  Me neither. That’s what happens when you’re stupid.

  Oh, Robby. I’m stupid. Me me I’m stupid. Stupid.

  ROBBY

  No you’re smart, you passed me at school.

  CHICKY

  I’m stupid at life.

  I’m Reg stupid.

  ROBBY

  (laughs) Donalda?

  CHICKY

  That’s right. See we’re already on our way.

  ROBBY

  Got to hay for Reg tomorrow.

  Reg said, “See you tomorrow.”

  CHICKY

  You said you were all done working for Reg.

  ROBBY

  Yup. Five o’clock all done, don’t need me no more.

  Tomorrow morning at ten. Haying.

  CHICKY

  I’m not going back, Robby.

  I’m not going back.

  I’m already half gone.

  ROBBY

  Supper now, got to go home for supper. You going now, Chicky?

  CHICKY

  Nope.

  ROBBY

  Bye, Chicky.

  ROBBY leaves.

  KEVIN steps into view up on the road. He swings his legs over the rail, like he is getting s
et to jump.

  KEVIN

  Hey, Chicky.

  CHICKY

  How long have you been up there?

  KEVIN

  “I feel used up and spit out.”

  CHICKY

  What are you doing up there, anyway?

  KEVIN

  Jumping.

  CHICKY

  Why are you in such a hurry to mess yourself up?

  KEVIN comes down.

  You still look bad.

  KEVIN

  Old Merv thinks we’re done. I’m not done with him.

  CHICKY

  Remember, his wife calls the cops.

  You not working today?

  KEVIN

  Nope. Been up to the Curl Hole.

  CHICKY

  Power company drained it, did they?

  KEVIN

  (nods) I’ll get some nice white pine out of there.

  CHICKY

  Why didn’t they log it before they built the dam?

  KEVIN

  Don’t know but lucky for me. Fifteen years underwater, man that wood’s gonna be pretty when it’s polished up.

  CHICKY

  You get Jamie’s and Krista’s table finished?

  KEVIN

  Yeah. Made you something, too.

  CHICKY

  What?

  KEVIN takes something out of his pocket.

  KEVIN

  You got to come over here to see it, don’t ya?

  CHICKY comes forward and puts her hand out.

  Well you got to give me a kiss first, don’t ya!

  CHICKY

  No.

  KEVIN tries to kiss her.

  Kevin stop.

  CHICKY takes the small object from his hand.

  A baby porcupine, sleeping.

  KEVIN

  (sullen) Maybe it’s road kill.

  CHICKY

  Kev. You are so good at this.

  KEVIN

  Not good enough for a kiss.

  CHICKY brushes his cheek with her lips.

  Come on, Chicky a real kiss…

  KEVIN tries to kiss her.

  CHICKY

  Kev, your face. I don’t think you’re up to much… especially that.

  KEVIN overreacts.

  KEVIN

  What does that mean? What are they saying? What are those

  bastards saying about me?

  KEVIN moves to put his arms around her.

  CHICKY

  Kevin, no! We’re not… kissing cousins, okay.

  KEVIN

  We’re not gonna be cousins, we will be in-laws… outlaws.

  CHICKY ignores him.

  I’ll go away with you.

  CHICKY

  Where would I go?

  KEVIN moves to kiss her again.

  Jesus. Leave me alone.

  KEVIN persists.

  Keep your hands off me.

  No. No!

  You touch me again and I am telling Reg.

  Shit.

  CHICKY throws the carved porcupine back at him and leaves.

 

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