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At the exit, behind the plywood counter, sits the foreman holding a bottle of Coke to his mouth. “Hey you! Come over here,” he calls to Barukh.
Barukh’s heart skips a beat. Someone else once called to…
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Chava Rosenfarb
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Montreal, Canada
Date:
1990
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For some reason, Galina’s mother had been turning up in her thoughts more often since the war began. Galina didn’t think about her with defiance, the way she used to before her mother’s death and for…
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Lara Vapnyar
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New York, United States of America
Date:
2003
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I—a Jewess—am by definition not a member of the species, or: why should a Jewess not have problems with public assistance and with her children? The postwar German Jew, to the extent that such a being…
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Esther Dischereit
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Berlin, Germany
Date:
1994
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Ever since she had sent the letter to Toronto, Fumiko had been a bundle of nerves. Would George Brady write back? Will he help us to know Hana? Even the letter carrier who…
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Karen Levine
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Toronto, Canada
Date:
2002
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I have a great coat. I have round black eyes. I have a cap. I raise my hands. I am the boy whose hands are raised in the picture.
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Dani Horowitz
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1978
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The same. Three days later.Max is moving rocks. Horst is putting the rock pile into neat order.Horst:The air is fresh today. Clean.[Max hands Horst a needle and a thread as he passes the…
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Martin Sherman
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London, United Kingdom
Date:
1979
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Lights up on Judith.The rest of the company have their backs to the audience. They are dressed in 1940s costumes. She is dressed in today’s casual clothes.Judith:I was in Germany and they went on…
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Julia Pascal
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London, United Kingdom
Date:
1990
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The day he was gone her suitor arrived. I don’t know what else to call him. He advertised himself as my uncle, but he didn’t have our famous cheekbones and Tatar eyes. He couldn’t have belonged to…
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Jerome Charyn
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1997
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It is possible, it is very possible, that here it is impossible to live, but here we must remain, here we must die, sleep…there is no other place…—Y. H. Brenner
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Gershon Shaked
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1983
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the poem is ugly & they make it uglier
wherein the power resides
that duncan did—or didn’t—understand
when listening that evening to the other poet read
he said “that was pure ugliness” & oh it was
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Jerome Rothenberg
Places:
San Diego, United States of America
Date:
1989