Limbo Stories

It was November of 1993. Going on a cruise was something Kelly and I had talked about for some time. I wasn’t that interested but Kelly really wanted to go and have a romantic getaway for just us. “Happy wife, happy life.” How true. We had made the decision months ago to fly into Miami a day early, just to be safe. Weather in the upper Midwest can never be trusted. It turned out to be a brilliant move. We were sitting at...

At some point she stopped listeningWhen he would talk to her Displaying a delightful smileThrough boredom thick as tar Wondering how she got hereBecome the walking dead Catching just the tail endAnd so she’d nod her head Feigning her compassionPlanning what’s for lunch Playing with her earringsGlancing at her watch Inserting mental earbudsBlocking out his voice Punching channel buttonsReplacing him with noise Sometimes sh...