Toi Derricotte

Unmasked at Saks

  The Weakness By Toi Derricotte That time my grandmother dragged me through the perfume aisles at Saks, she held me up by my arm, hissing, “Stand up,” through clenched teeth, her eyes bright as a dog’s cornered in the light. She said it over and over, as if she were Jesus, and I were […]

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