At four a.m. I wake
Our hands still clasped, now sweaty
My hair across his shoulder
A crick in my neck.
When I roll over he wraps an arm around me
And pulls me back to him, relentless
To have me close.
And that’s how I knew I was happy.
Liz recently completed a novel a based on her experience as a Spanish teacher through Teach for America. Her story “Habibi” received Honorable Mention in Memphis Magazine’s 2015 Fiction Contest. She is a contributor to the blogs Bustle, TeacherPop and the Elizabethian. She wrote and produced two plays that were performed at Brandeis University.