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The Blue Hotel

The Blue Hotel - story

Stephen Crane

I The Palace Hotel at Fort Romper was painted a light blue, a shade that is on the legs of a kind of heron, causing the bird to declare its position against any background. The…

A Meditation Upon a Broomstick

A Meditation Upon a Broomstick - story

Jonathan Swift

According to the Style and Manner of the Hon. Robert Boyle’s Meditations. This single stick, which you now behold ingloriously lying in that neglected corner, I once knew in a flourishing state in a forest….

The Gentle Lena

The Gentle Lena - story

Gertrude Stein

Lena was patient, gentle, sweet and german. She had been a servant for four years and had liked it very well. Lena had been brought from Germany to Bridgepoint by a cousin and had been…

Impoverished

Impoverished - story

David Bergelson

I When the waste and dreariness of her life become too much for Zivia, the younger and more embittered of the two unmarried Pozis sisters, she stops eating and washing. Wearing only her shift and…

Yasha’s Eternity

Yasha’s Eternity - story

Anna Starobinets

Yasha Hein woke up while it was still dark – long before the alarm clock rang – because of a strange quietness that was filling him up from within. During the evening of the previous…

I Only Blast Under Written Orders

I Only Blast Under Written Orders - story

Alexander Kluge

Sergeant Guy Bohn was a lawyer in civilian life. In the winter of 1939 he had been transferred from active front line service as a soldier of France near the Luxembourg border because of a…

The Last Summer of Our Patriarch

The Last Summer of Our Patriarch - story

Idra Novey

On the third day of vacation, we woke in our rental cabins by the ocean to find half our flip‐flops were gone. One of the baby’s potato‐sized sandals was missing as well. By the door,…

A Thousand Shekels A Story

A Thousand Shekels A Story - story

Orly Castel-Bloom

We Weren’t actually at starvation’s door, although even that depends on how you look at it – the house was in ruins, windows missing, the living-room armchair shot to pieces, a crack in the wall,…

Buy Two Get One Free

Buy Two Get One Free - story

Tal Nitzán

In my other life I lived in a suburb of Ohio or Michigan with Paul-Marc, my husband, and the child. The houses were planted on manicured lawns that stretched as far as the eye could…

Summer

Summer - story

Natalia Ginzburg

I was away from my children for a while. They’d gone to the seaside with my sister and my mother, I stayed in the city, my mother was angry at me because I wrote and…