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I’m getting weaker. Something is fading in me, like the dimming of lights or a slow sunset – almost unnoticed – into the gloom.
38m read Translated from Hebrew by Jeffrey Green
The first time that he died, he had been sitting in a café on the Street of the Prophets in Jerusalem pondering the name of his wife’s lover
11m read
My first time in the forest was before the child was born. I was freshly discharged from the army and had come to a picnic with two girlfriends from the service.
28m read Translated from Hebrew by Yaron Regev
As Ephraim listened to the ebb and flow of air in and out of the boy's chest, his own breathing relaxed
12m read
Cries of childish joy echoed up the stairwell and into Julia and David's apartment. Many guests had visited them there.
24m read Translated from Hebrew by Yaron Regev
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
