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The Great Wall

Ismail Kadaré

‘What China loses by the sword it retakes by silk.’

The Gorilla’s Apprentice

Billy Kahora

‘Real life was the thin couch he slept on at home. Real life was his mother screaming that he needed to face Real Life.’

Bucket of Eels

Mitsuyo Kakuta

‘I was gazing into my empty bowl and realizing how little time it takes to eat when you’re not carrying on a conversation.’

The Report

Jessica Francis Kane

‘She was both scared about what it meant – a terrible raid; everyone sensed it – and furious with herself for not planning better.’

Rules for Visiting

Jessica Francis Kane

‘It wasn’t until the end of dinner, when my aunt started clearing and my grandmother demanded another bottle of wine, that I began to understand.’

Delira

Hitomi Kanehara

‘I steadied my trembling legs and yelled, “Welcome to Delira!” ’

The Fruit of My Woman

Han Kang

‘It was late May when I first saw the bruises on my wife’s body.’

White | State of Mind

Han Kang

‘I was told that she was a girl, with a face as white as a crescent-moon rice cake.’ New writing from Han Kang, translated from the Korean by Deborah Smith.

A Double-Income Family

Deepti Kapoor

When Mrs Mehra leaves Delhi she retires in one of ‘the vast new satellite townships on the eastern fringes of the metropolis’.

Startled In The Dark

Ryszard Kapuscinski

‘Morning and dusk are by far the best times of day in Africa. The sun is scorching, but these times allow you to live.'

Bolivia, 1970

Ryszard Kapuściński

‘There is a demonstration on the other side of La Paz.’

Here Comes the Sun | New Voices

Jaime Karnes

‘It’s more love than anyone has ever felt, I’m sure. I have an urge to donate it to children in Africa, or give it to the girl that works the kiosk in the mall. I’ll give it to a lonely continent.’

Whale

Panos Karnezis

‘Whale arrived at work a little after seven with black circles round his eyes’.

Tomorrow

Joanna Kavenna

‘She was living as herself, in herself, without ever thinking about what that meant.’