THE STOPOVER – Green Mountains Review
- Nominated for a 2013 Pushcart Prize
Mother shit zhopa fucking blei sosat stinking kibbutz, thought Ulya as her green stilettos kept lodging in the soil of the cabbage field. But what was she supposed to do? Go to her nightly tryst in work boots?
MEETING FRANZ – Lilith
In the kitchen, Ziva peered through the oven window. Back when her mother made cookies, ovens didn’t have windows. Her mother would have to open the door and take a peek before her glasses steamed up.
SPRING ON THE WEST BANK – Descant
Gilad, who only a few hours ago was practicing Beethoven in the kibbutz dining hall, now sweltered in the back of an army truck that was careening down a hill to avoid getting hit by Coke bottles filled with gasoline.
KING & BALLOON – Harpur Palate
The day that ensured I could never go back to God began with a hat.