My lover Picasso is going through her Blue Period. In the past her periods have always been red. Radish red, bull red, red like rose-hips bursting seed. Lava red when she was called Pompeii and in her Destructive Period. The stench of her, the brack of her, the rolling splitting cunt of her. Squat l…
The Poetics of Sex
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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.
Daniel Alarcón | Interview
John Freeman interviews Daniel Alarcón about book piracy in Peru.
The Cells, Tissues, Systems and Cavities of the Body
‘You were a coat of many colours wrestled into the dirt.’