December 23, 2024

December 23, Christmas Eve Eve, used to be my favorite day, the day before the day, trembling with expectation yet unrealized, like the lovers on Keats’ urn. It’s also the day when mother brought from hidden spaces elves and tiny festive creatures and containers of candy and gratuitous glittering things that turned the house into a Christmas wonderland. Never knew where those things lived during the year. Never knew that happened to them after. You stretch your hands into the dark--