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Tillman had introduced him to the work of Booker Prize winner George Saunders, whose heady flights of postmodernism Adjei-Brenyah at first found impenetrably strange and then fell in love with. FEATURES "I THOUGHT I CRUSHED A BUTTERFLY THE OTHER day", Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah says, sounding genuinely rueful. Even in the wilting heat of a late-stage New York summer, Adjei-Brenyah cuts a striking figure; a security guard pulls away from corralling unruly tweens just to compliment his hat, a trilby in rich forest green. [Extracted from the article]