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Christmas Chaos

In all its delightful glory

Photo by Jad Limcaco on Unsplash

When I was young enough to be told to put my pajamas on, young enough to be picked up and put to bed unable to sleep but knowing I had to if I wanted Santa to come, when I was young enough to believe still, Christmas was magical.

Each year we spent the holiday at my maternal grandparents’ house, the unofficial meeting place in our family, with aunts, uncles…

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We publish memoirs, personal essays, and fictional memoir. Creative stories unpacked from the nostalgic hope chests of our lives.

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Zoey Hale

Zoey Hale

Writer, seeker, truth-teller, writing about relationships, race, mental health, and whatever moves me. Sometimes I make stuff up and call it fiction.

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