
Evie sits cross-legged on the carpet, glued to the screen.
She loves Riley.
Everyone loves Riley.
Read MoreUnboxing
A group of robotniks sat in the lot. A fire burned in an open drum between them. They sat with their backs to stacks of old bricks. They drank vodka and gasoline. Their rusted metal parts creaked. Their human eyes looked at her as she came.
Read MoreSchlafstunde
Balloon trumpeters played a jazzy tune on the stage. Boppers bopped and hoppers hopped and the crowd thickened around the bar where shots of warm air were handed out to the revellers. Muldoon saw familiar faces: the crime beat reporter for the ’Loon Times, the mayor’s deputy, and the police commissioner, whose ego was as inflated as he was.
Read MoreIt Happened in ‘Loontown
Enjoy our audio presentation of "It Happened in Loontown" by Lavie Tidhar. Narrated by Drew Mierzejewski. Hosted by Alyson Grauer.
Read MoreEpisode 85: It Happened in ‘Loontown
Enjoy this Q&A with author Lavie Tidhar.
Read MoreLavie Tidhar Q&A – Milestone Reward
From high above the Escapement, from the perspective of a flying caique or other clown bird, the railway line appeared more like a sort of tangled mandala, following not a straight path but the twisting contours of the landscape …
Read MoreThe Great Train Robbery
From beyond the ghetto walls come the peal of church bells; pure and clear, clear and pure the sound fills the night above the ghetto, and Shomer and the children stop and listen to it, spellbound in their captivity.
Read MoreMy Struggle
In another time and place, Shomer still has Fanya and the children. He watches his wife as she lights the Hannukah candles on the windowsill. A hush has settled over the ghetto, and the children, Avrom and Bina, watch the weak, flickering lights of the candle stubs. Shomer watches them too, how they struggle to survive, to hold this flickering flame. He knows that soon, no matter what he’d do, these lights will burn out and die.
Read MoreRed Christmas
Colt was playing cards when trouble crawled in through the door, in the shape of a dead man who didn’t yet know he was dead.
Read MoreThe Drowned Celestial