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The wallpaper was red and the female body sitting on the sofa and looking at the one lamp illuminating the redness of the room was forty-one years old and neglected.

18m read

Ladies and gentlemen, dear readers, believe it or not, a ghost set its sights on my writing desk.

10m read Translated from Hebrew by Evan Fallenberg

Rabbi Dov Baer of Mezeritch spent a great deal of his time meditating around ponds in order to learn the songs of the frogs.

25m read

Sweating like a squeezed knaidl, Abe sits on the patio and gazes across their patio and backyard.

6m read

Jasio remembered the day in September 1941, when Papa, bloodied and calloused, dragged himself through the door and announced the Jews were gone and would never return.

17m read

On the Sabbath Ki Tisa when the Jewish People lose their patience, build a golden calf and murder 3,000 stiff-necked Jews, Dr. Michael Cohen, a newcomer to Bak'a, meets Abutbul...

28m read

Northbrook, Illinois 1961 It's called the Villa Venice, a nightclub and casino in the suburbs, done up in red tassels with waiters dressed as gondoliers....

4m read

"This isn't my first rehab." Ariel looked down at her hands as if there were something there for her; they were cupped as if she were holding a bird. "It isn’t even my fifth."

17m read

Eva and Yanosh followed Rivka, their host, into a large hall. It looked like it might once have been a warehouse or factory building.

32m read

A stranger was sitting there, in a long white gown tied with a rope around the waist. Over it, he wore a long robe woven with stripes.

25m read

Tom Zimmerman is in a foul mood. It is the hottest day of the year in Tel Aviv, 44ºC in August, and he is running 33 minutes late for work...

23m read

As usual, when he came to visit the children as he did every week, he preferred to drink coffee with her in the kitchen, rather than spend time with them in their room.

14m read Translated from Hebrew by Lisa Katz