This is the writer's voice, new fiction from The New Yorker.

I'm Deborah Treasman, fiction editor at The New Yorker.

On this episode of The Writer's Voice, we'll hear Edgar Carrot read his story, Fly Already, from the May 15th, 2017 issue of the magazine.

The story was translated from the Hebrew by Sandra Silverston.

Carrot is the author most recently of the memoir The Seven Good Years, which was published in 2015.

His story collection, suddenly a knock on the door, came out in 2012.

Now here's Edgar Carrot.

Fly already.

PTC is him first.

We on our way to the park to play ball when he suddenly says,

Daddy, look!

His head is tilted back and he's squinting hard to see something far above me.

And before I can even begin to imagine an alien spaceship or a piano about to fall on our heads,

my gut tells me that something really bad is happening.

But when I turn to see what pity is looking at,

all I notice is an ugly four-story building covered in plaster and dotted with air-conditioners,

as if it had some kind of skin disease.

The sun is hanging directly above it, blinding me.

And as I'm trying to get a better angle, I hear Pity say,

He wants to fly!

Now I can see a guy in a white button-down shirt

standing on the roof railing looking down at me

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