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“Meanwhile months and years disappeared. At twenty-eight I was still without a husband, still an eligible virgin . . . It was spring—free, warm. My heart ached so, I thought I’d go crazy . . . the…
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Yente Serdatsky
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New York City, United States of America (New York, United States of America)
Date:
1913
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Another week had passed. The two men had just gone off together. With something of an annoyed laugh, his mother went to the door and stood fingering the catch of the lock. Finally she lifted it…
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Henry Roth
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1934
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Saturday is the worst of the week. Whenever I touch anything on this day, straightway there comes a voice: Don’t do that, today it’s a sin.
“Sin?” I ask.
Says Mother: “Sin is that for which the Good…
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Károly Pap
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Budapest, Kingdom of Hungary (Budapest, Hungary)
Date:
1937
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[…] Statistically speaking, in any given week at the school, the rabbi had once calculated, approximately one quarter of these girls, about seventy-five girls in all, had their periods. Could anyone…
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Tova Reich
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Washington, United States of America
Date:
1995
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I have no memory of that train trip, probably because there was nothing to remember. Our arrival in Vienna, on the other hand, impressed me. That city reminded me somewhat of Trieste, with its wide…
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Silvia Bonucci
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Rome, Italy
Date:
2003
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David and Nicolás raised a dove for me. They had her for about a month in the count’s house, trying to become fond of her because she was from the messenger race, and they wanted me to use her to send…
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Gerardo Mario Goloboff
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1984
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Along the nocturnal road were trees, nodding heads like people. The light of the speeding bus falls on them, withdraws from them. And the vapour-veiled moon crescent is getting blurred. But why is her…
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Amalia Kahana-Carmon
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1984
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The old man Moshe Sefardnick sits in the rear of the place on a camp stool. There is never any work for him to do and indeed he is too old for it, too bewildered. The old man has never been able to…
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Norman Mailer
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1948
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Hester sat down quietly next to her mother, whose sewing went on and on, a mild substitute for conversation. For a while, Hester watched the long, important-looking shadows that encroached upon the…
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Hortense Calisher
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1950
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There is a certain place where dumb-waiters boom, doors slam, dishes crash; every window is a mother’s mouth bidding the street shut up, go skate somewhere else, come home. My voice is the loudest. […
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Grace Paley
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1959