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So from one day to the next, Shaltiel Feigenberg and his family became famous. Their names and faces appeared on the front pages of newspapers. “The Mysterious Disappearance of a Jewish Storyteller”

20m read Translated from French by Catherine Temerson

On Sunday afternoon Mona Milner watched the snow fall gently past her windows and transform East Sixty-sixth Street into a lovely black and white lithograph of Old New York.

34m read

Rosh Hashanah had already passed, so had Yom Kippur and Sukkot. It seemed like that was it, it was over, finished, yet here it was again, another steamy, sticky summer's day.

31m read Translated from Hebrew by Binyamin Shalom

High school is over. There are farewells, laughter, and tears. All my lies are still intact. I’m a student of unknown origin, with no religion, no important ancestors.

13m read Translated from Spanish by Andrea G. Labinger

It comes again, light as bright as lightning, as a desert sun at midday. And sharp pain, behind his eyes, his temples.

29m read

It’s hard to remember a time before Yolanda. She helped my mother in the house and sometimes helped my father at the office. “Your father’s not like a Jewish man,” Yolanda said.

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Avi was intent on making it home. Friends in the unit would be taken back for proper military burial, which was so much a part of life in Israel.

16m read

Aziza glanced at her mother as she drove her brown Volkswagen Rabbit on Interstate 10 toward New Orleans. Being frightened by the idea of flying alone

44m read

The bedroom remains protected. I lie in bed and David comes in. He is holding a white diaper in his hand and dragging it on the floor, cleaning up his soft bare footsteps behind him.

51m read Translated from Hebrew by Dalya Bilu

Why did I follow him? Because he was old, newly recovered from illness, and I feared he had no strength? No; I was old myself. We had been married for many years. I knew what he could do.

20m read

As the next speaker rises from his chair and steps gingerly to the podium, the translator begins to sweat.

34m read

He hadn’t spoken to him for a few years now. Not because they had quarreled or something, just because there was nothing close between them.

6m read Translated from Hebrew by Ronnie Hope

What can lead to a divorce? I don’t know about other countries, but in Israel – a bus ride. At least in the case of Gimel.

9m read

It was one of those mild, cool early mornings in the month of September, between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur.

12m read Translated from Ladino by Michael Alpert

My affair with Jin-gen had been going on for nearly a year before she told me about how she’d met Larry.

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