The thin wisp of warmth
evaporates after a moment,
gone until a small breath
catches you in whatever place
it is that sends the five fingers
and smooth palm of your hand
surfing through sheets and back
to rest on the cool rising dough
of my hip. Small then,
the house; and large, the room
in which we battle cold.
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About The Author
Courtney Bambrick worked in theater as both a costumer and an administrator until enrolling in Rosemont College's MFA writing program. She is originally from the Philadelphia area, but attended Kenyon College in Gambier, Ohio and lived in Galway and Waterford, Ireland. Her work has appeared in Parlor, Philadelphia Poets, Mad Poets Review, Schuylkill Valley Journal, and the University of the Arts Poetry Review.
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