The title of this digital image made in ArtWeaver speaks to the posture of the woman in its center, arms clasped, feet spread. She could be waiting for a message, waiting for a tardy ride, waiting for a ‘disappeared’ relative as in Sting’s song They Dance Alone (Mothers of the Disappeared), or, these days, stuck in limbo at an airport while someone figures out what the new travel and entry bans for the U.S. mean to people caught in transit.