Issue 16


September 2015 / Rosh Hashana 5776


Welcome to this beautiful new issue of Jewish Fiction .net! Here you will find 24 first-rate works of fiction, originally written in Italian, Hungarian, Russian, Spanish, Hebrew, and English. And in keeping with the fast-approaching holiday, three of the stories in this issue take place on Rosh Hashana. (more)


Augusto Segre
Purchase of Goods of Dubious Origin

Concerning work, the holy texts and educated people have said very beautiful, important, and edifying things...   (more...)

Ayelet Shamir
The Bed You Make

At the gas station they said afterwards: ‘It all began with those two brothers from Wadi Ara who brought that crazy horse to Eitan Russo as a gift.’   (more...)

Rivkie Fried
Ritual Bath

“Jump,” the old woman called out. “Jump into the water, meydele.” Meydele. The old woman, the mikveh attendant, had mistaken her for a young girl.   (more...)

György Spiró
Captivity

One evening Uri’s father Joseph announced furiously that Honoratus wanted to put up his idiot son of sixteen for the post of grammateus   (more...)

Grigory Kanovich
Dream About the Vanished Jerusalem

It seems that I dreamed about it when I was still in the cradle, long before I first saw it for real.   (more...)

María Gabriela Mizraje
Land of Promise

Not dragging his feet despite being so tired, he who had been born in Istanbul without dreams of grandeur and without history walked as if all fear but also all illusion had been devoured...   (more...)

Eugenia Budman
The Great Fire

Membership in the Free Society of Firefighter Hunters, our voluntary fire brigade, has always been a matter of honour, for all prominent citizens of Minsk.   (more...)

Samuel L. Blank
The Tale of A Black Man

After their wedding, Dave and Mary opened a barber shop. With a few hundred dollars from their bank savings they bought the instruments and necessary furnishings...   (more...)

Joshua Van De Riet
The Choice

Chaya Silverman froze as Judge McGuiness prepared to deliver the verdict in the State of New York vs. Nehemiah Goldstein.   (more...)

Ruth Abraham
The Play's the Thing

Chaim was a story teller and Zussa a faithful listener. At eighty something, he had plenty to tell.   (more...)

Judith Margolis
Personals

“Being alone is lousy,” Hank complained to his married daughter.   (more...)

Yitzhak Gormezano Goren
Alexandrian Summer

Siesta in Alexandria. An hour of siesta in the midst of an Alexandrian summer...   (more...)

Robert Sachs
The Casket in Cogan's Cellar

Herman Cogan is on the phone talking with his mother when she mentions the wing chair she gave him years ago...   (more...)

Susan Breall
Out of the Cold

When I was nine years old, I once asked my brother if he would rather burn to death or freeze to death.   (more...)

Wendy Brandmark
Where Have You Been?

She had come before. A tall full woman with milky arms who ran her fingers over the backs of his chairs.   (more...)

H. William Taeusch
The Real Hero

Selected clippings from Josh’s scrapbook: New York Times - Oct. 22, 2014 - An American male was killed yesterday afternoon by gunshot in the center of the city of Hebron.   (more...)

Jonathan Ames
Wake Up, Sir!

A few hours after my nap, it was time again for calories and I was at the Kosher Nosh restaurant with the old flesh and blood...   (more...)

Elizabeth Edelglass
A New Year

On the day after Labor Day, sun slanting through Annie’s bedroom blinds already looks like autumn, the white glare of summer faded to muted orange.   (more...)

Yona Zeldis McDonough
The Fig Tree

The fig tree stood in the center of the courtyard. It was small but shapely, with a supple trunk covered in light brown bark.   (more...)

S. Frederic Liss
Motherless Child

Nine days before the bat mitzvah of their daughter Rebecca, what Hannah and David had dreaded most since Rebecca’s birth came to pass.   (more...)

Charles Norman
The Shamash

The day had finally come. Thirty-four years a member of the congregation, ten of those years in apprenticeship, and tomorrow I would finally become the shamash.   (more...)

Scott Nadelson
Grow or Sell

When his stepson asked for help with a school project, Paul Haberman agreed without hesitation. It was early May of 1991, ten years after Paul had joined the family...   (more...)

Stephanie Friedman
Braided

The envelope poked out from where Beryl had slotted it among bills paid and unpaid, its top jagged where she had ripped it open.   (more...)

Frederick Nenner
When The Moon Is Full

The sun is rising on a full moon and an old man readies himself, as he does with every full moon, for the hardship that the day will bring.   (more...)

 

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