White Zion is a novel in stories forthcoming from Cervena Barva Press (April 2019).
The novel takes readers into the worlds of 19th century Yemen, pre-State Israel, modern Israel and modern Canada. You will hear the voices of a young boy marveling at Israel's first air force on his own roof, the cry of a newly married woman helpless to defend herself against her new husband's desires, the anger of the heroine's uncle as he reveals startling secrets about his marriage and the fall-out after generations of war.
I pictured my father then as a twelve-year-old boy in Israel’s first year of life: 1948. He was late for school again. He had spent too much time in the provisional control room on his roof, inhaling the sights and sounds of the emerging Israeli air force. There were pilots practically within arm’s reach speaking in low tones as they boiled water for their first cup of coffee. A few of them were sleeping in makeshift tents or single worn-out sleeping bags, but most had already scraped the last of the dysa, a hot breakfast cereal, out of their bowls and were preparing for another day of war.
"Assaf, get the leftovers while they are still hot. Assaf!" his mother called to him in Arabic. She does not speak Temani like his father, only Hebrew and Arabic.
Assaf scattered the rest of the yellow grains to the five rust-colored chickens they kept in their front yard and began to climb the wooden ladder the soldiers had attached to the back wall of their stone house: these were the stairs to the airport headquarters.