One morning, more golden than yellow, I went outside to our housefront and saw that the beggars had gone. I scoured the street and asked everyone I met. I went to Madame Koto’s bar-front. I searched for them along the edges of the forest, where they scavenged for food and slept in unfinished house…
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This extract from Sherman Alexie’s second novel Indian Killer follows a boy stolen from his family and adopted into another.
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John Freeman interviews Daniel Alarcón about book piracy in Peru.
‘On a night when my soul was damp / I found in the street a dark lamp. / The moon was cold and green, / The sky had a sinister sheen’
‘It was my child’s outlook to think most things were right. And yet if life’s eternal drama is of events seeking a more perfect state, their life and mine was not that.’