“what good did these visits do? My mother wasn’t cured by them but Poppa continued to insist I make appearances because that was the only thing he cared about: appearances. We could both die and his prime concern would probably… — Margaux Fragoso Copy Share Image
“Life for me had already lost much of its pulp; the edges were collapsing into the center, and in that gap was the sympathy Peter had sought all his life and never got from anyone. Or perhaps "sympathy" was the wrong word; what he was telling me was more confirmation of what I already understood in biblical terms: the bad… — Margaux Fragoso Copy Share
“I was afraid that if I did anything at all without bartering for at least some small thing in return, he might think I… — Margaux Fragoso Copy Share Image
“You used to say it was just me but now you're saying you did it with other girls before me. I thought I was… — Margaux Fragoso Copy Share Image
“That dark, dingy, cobwebbed basement had taken all my life from me. That place was where I gave myself up, destroyed my own will… — Margaux Fragoso Copy Share Image
“I also read that spending time with a pedophile can be like a drug high. There was this girl who said it’s as if… — Margaux Fragoso Copy Share Image
“I was twelve and love burned in me like sap. Peter got down on his knees as though I was his goddess, as though… — Margaux Fragoso Copy Share Image
“This isn't fair! This is sick! I can't be a little girl again! And now you're telling me I'm not allowed to be a… — Margaux Fragoso Copy Share Image
“what good did these visits do? My mother wasn’t cured by them but Poppa continued to insist I make appearances because that was the… — Margaux Fragoso Copy Share Image
