Christmas Spirit

Piles of sparkly litter are all that remain of the gifts that are never good enough

The bittersweet scents of home saturate overdone hair and deliberately ugly sweaters

Sugar substitutes for joy as we cheat and plan to widen our waistlines

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Clenched teeth strain to hold back a cascade of rebuttles

Almost guileless baby blues begin rolling towards the ceiling

Cheeks cramp as they hold their desperate spread

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Brace yourselves, the holidays have arrived