He looks at me with his enormous eyes—the eyes of a cow the second before it’s slaughtered. To me, in my state, it looks like he’s about to cry. “Let’s do it,” I say to Yogev. “Let’s pray, no big deal. Come on, it’s going to be a blast.”

Read, or listen to Keret read "Mitzva".

Every Generation

I remember the day they came to tell my mom that Dad was dead. I was 7. Someone who was in Dad’s unit came alone, wearing dirty fatigues with bulging pockets. I was sure he was hiding lots of presents in them.

Writers can jam too

Benjamin Percy reads “The Story, Victorious” [for the first time] at the Distinguished Writers Series, Wellesley College, November 2014

"Creative Writing"

The instructor, who was supposed to be this well-known writer, even though Aviad had never heard of him, told her that there was something soul-piercing about the banality of the ending, or some other piece of crap. Aviad saw how happy that compliment made Maya.

"Fly already"

Read [or listen to Keret reading] the title story “Fly Already” at The New Yorker.

"The Bus Driver Who Wanted To Be God"

"We replay a short piece of fiction by our beloved Etgar Keret. And, as a special bonus, we include highlights of a conversation we held with Etgar during lockdown."

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"What do we have in our pockets?"

directed by Goran Dukic (who also directed "wristcutters: A love story")