Tamar Shapiro-Tamir

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2020

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4 Stories

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“The Jew in the Brambles (based on the tale of the same name by the Brothers Grimm)” by Tamar Shapiro-Tamir

Submitted to Contest #263

Content warnings: physical violence, anti-Semitism Long ago, when my grandfather’s grandfather was a boy, in a shtetl in Lithuania there lived a merchant named Eliezer. He was a kind man and a hard worker, and if he was proud of the money he made and his ability to support his family, why should he not be? Plenty of people have liked the taste of money for worse reasons. One day, Eliezer was going to make a trip to sell his wares at the great market in the next town over. As he kissed his three daughters goodbye, he said to them, “My g...

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“The Fork and the Toaster” by Tamar Shapiro-Tamir

Submitted to Contest #239

The toaster sat in its place on the kitchen counter, plugged into the wall, and it stayed there. The fork lived in the drawer underneath the counter, so you could say they were neighbors, but the fork was always moving. To the table, to the counter to wait its turn in the sink, to the sink, to the dishwasher. Sometimes even further afield, on picnics and the like. The fork had been places and seen things, things that the toaster could only imagine. The toaster first fell in love with the fork for the stories it told of its travels, st...

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“Night of the Trees” by Tamar Shapiro-Tamir

Submitted to Contest #178

On the darkest night of the year, my sister and I slip out the side door. There is no moon, but the stars give enough light for us to make our way through the snow into the woods. We let drop first a hat, then a scarf, then one mitten at a time. As we go deeper, we leave behind our coats, then our boots, then sweaters, until it is just us in our summer dresses, with the most rudimentary shawls covering our arms. Tonight, we are not modern girls. We are snow maidens, come to dance at the trees’ solstice ball. The cold is exhilarating. My sis...

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“The Historian's Tale” by Tamar Shapiro-Tamir

Submitted to Contest #57

I am a historian. I can trace back my ancestry nearly two hundred generations. I know my history—the good, the bad and the ugly. And there has been a lot of bad and ugly.My mother, grandmother and great-grandmother were all warriors. They lived their lives covered in blood, reciting the names of loved ones who had died. My brother takes after my mother, and already when he comes home on leave, I can see the pain in his eyes.And here I am, among my books, and I am safe, and I am happy. I am surrounded by stories from throughout history. Throu...

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