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I am not sure when the moment came where I ceased to be. I recall being ill, feeling feverish, and I remember my mother calling my name from far away. At that point I lost touch with reality and blacked out.
Now I find myself unable to communicate with those around me, for they cannot see or hear me. I scream at the top of my lungs to no avail and still nothing. During the times I get frustrated, the lights in the room begin flickering. But, alas, no one makes the connection that it is ME.
I’ve given a lot of thought on why I am in limbo, trapped here in this place and time. I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being. But if that is the case, does non-existence also have a reason?

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: Come join us at dVerse Poets Pub for Prosery. Merril is hosting and has given us the following line we must incorporate into a 144 words or less story. The pub opens at 3PM EST. Here is the line: “I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility that existence has its own reason for being.”
— Wisława Szymborska, “Possibilities”

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

37 Comments on “Limbo

  1. Oh my this is well written. What came to mind immediately was a person in the throes of ALS. This horrific disease has hit a number of my people related to people I know very well. A parent of a work colleague; a son of a cousin; a spouse of a fellow teacher when I was working. And the man who started the Ice Bucket Challenge is from Boston and was always a beloved individual here in New England. I imagine this must be what it feels like if this disease progresses far enough before death. And yes….so many individuals must decide at what point existence is valuable. This is why we have health directives, right? A very powerful write.

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  2. This is so powerful! The closing question gave me goosebumps. Indeed, does non-existence also have a reason? What lies beneath the thin veil that separates the living from the dead?

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  3. Wow, Linda! This is so chilling and powerful! You did a wonderful job of incorporating the prompt line, and the final question just echoes. I really like this!

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  4. This is an excellent use of the prompt, to examine a chilling scenario! I hope such scenarios are not actually possible, but who knows? I love how you examine the no-man’s (or woman’s) land between life and death.

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  5. A chilling piece, Linda, which not only gripped my imagination but also made me wonder what it must be like to be a ghost trapped in limbo. Most ghost stories only see if from the human point of view. I can’t imagine screaming and nor being heard, let alone seen, and the frustration must indeed be powerful to make lights flicker. The final question packs a punch.

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  6. Oh it’s as if you’ve breathed life into “non-existence” making it more concrete, more to ponder….hmm…and this scenario gives me chills, a claustrophobic state of in between two worlds. Very effective.

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