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Even after visiting his son a few times and becoming acquainted with the life style and dress code of the kibbutz

39m read Translated from Hebrew by Michael Sharp

Sunday at dawn, while birds still slept in their nests, Khatshe the Rag Man would harness his horse

11m read Translated from Yiddish by Faith Jones

I remember Mom crying in the kitchen. She says, "Yoni, we're so stupid. Why did we agree?"

17m read Translated from Hebrew by Yaron Regev

He'll summon me eventually, when the celebrations are over. Wait ten days, two weeks at the most

29m read Translated from Hebrew by Yardenne Greenspan

Chaim Soutine wakes with the sun, feeling awful. His joints are stiff, his guts wound tight about the crucible of his belly.

13m read

Liliana Liebeskindová is not able as yet to conceive. She can’t keep this to herself, so she gets a lot of advice

20m read Translated from Czech by Melvyn Clarke

When it comes to Vincent I have trouble deciding what to look at, which part of his body would show me the real him.

7m read Translated from Hebrew by Yardenne Greenspan

Joel Meyerson pushes open the door, anxious when his grandmother doesn't answer his knock.

34m read

My life is an out-of-the-money call option about to expire.

21m read

I hear you are quite an adept seamstress…” Leora Baum nodded, staring at the steaming tea and the small plate of cookies

25m read

At five, the desert heat threatened to catch up with the night dew, and the cats woke up. She wandered like a bug in the dark

13m read Translated from Hebrew by Maayan Eitan and Emily Hochberg

I'm in the city to see family and pick up supplies at Brodsky's General Store. An older woman is returning a chair.

8m read

They had to hold the service out in Brooklyn, in this place run by goyim which had seating for fourteen hundred.

38m read

Kayla was in the zone. Hunched over her desk in her dark apartment, she breezed through the LSAT logical reasoning section

29m read

Rob, who'd looked at nothing but road signs while Hailey and I marveled at the beauty of terraced vineyards

13m read

I hate arguments. If I lose, it makes me feel small. If I win, I can feel the other person's hate. I've always run away

16m read

When Issachar was 12 years old, he was the presumptive semifinals winner of Maccabi Jerusalem's judo championship

15m read

When I was 16 my mother set me up on a date with a boy from a respectable family. In his glove compartment he had a gun.

9m read