Suddenly, a Knock on the Door

by Etgar Keret

you know what scares me most?’ he asks. I hesitate for a second, thinking about what to answer, but Joseph doesn’t wait. ‘Myself,’ he continues, ‘what I am. You know that nothingness that fills you up a second after you come? Not with someone you love, just with some girl, or when you have a wank. You know? That’s what scares me, looking into myself and finding nothing there. Not your average nothingness, but the kind that totally does your head in,

My wife’s tongue is smooth and pleasant. Her tongue is the best place to be in the whole wide world. If it were only a little bit wider and a little bit longer, I’d move in for good. I’d roll myself up into that tongue – I’d be the crab to her California Roll, the eel to her Eel and Avocado.