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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…




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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