A play by Sawyer Estes
illustration by Liz Morgan
Lyle: Resides in the middle can. He’s naked and lithe. Boyish. Gaudy. Forties or fifties.
Mona: Resides in the SL can. She has on a white turtleneck. Hair in knots. What was once exquisite has aged severely. Forties or fifties.
Heath: Striking and masculine. Dressed in black dress pants, black dress shirt, and white tie. Younger.
The stage is surrounded on three sides by pitch-black curtains. Within this square there is another square composed of a man-made fence; it is a grey wood, picket, and unpainted. The gaps between its boards are terribly slight, and it is absent of any doorway. Two metal garbage cans, placed adjacent to one another, sit center stage. Note the closeness in their proximity. Now, multiply their small length apart by two, and place another metal garbage can just this distance away from them stage right. The separation from the third can to the paired two should neither be obvious nor indiscernible.
The lights begin to rise slowly as if to signify a sunrise. Once raised, Lyle upsurges from his can and begins singing.
Ahh-hhh-hhh-hhh! Bahduh Dum DumDAH!!
Rest. Dramatic breath.
Ahh-hhh-hhh-hhh! Bahduh Dum Dum… Bah Dum Dum—
Lyle gives himself a round of applause.
(From within can; a low grumble)
PLEASE, GOD! PLEASE, GOD!
Oh me, oh my! Did I sing? Did I smirk? Did I give myself away?!
On beat, Lyle drops and Mona rises immediately.
She looks forward, left, back, right.
Sees third can, and stares.