The Visit--By Jennifer Criss--United States

The Visit

I felt a cold chill

on that warm night

and I thought

it might have been you

paying me a visit.

I felt icy fingers

crawl down my back.

perspiration replaced

by goosebumps.

Then nothingness again.

I’m afraid, but also sad

you’ve abandoned me again.

Jennifer Criss graduated from Ball State University with a minor in Creative Writing, a lifelong passion.  She is currently collaborating on an anthology for older adults and helps lead a writing support group. Jennifer writes mostly short stories but has discovered a love for writing poetry.  Her poetry has been published in Poebita Magazine. She now works at Ball State, is a busy mother of two girls and her pen keeps moving. She is an editorial assistant with Indiana Voice Journal.