Christmas is a sideways thing. It lasts at least 12 days.
A celebration of the lateral, beginning slowly on the 26th.
Through December wanes and January waxes, sidewalks fill with festive pines, lying on their sides as they were meant to, some with strings upon their branches.
And everywhere you look, the season’s brightness shines on horizontal evergreens upon the ground. Piles of them, even.
This is Christmas.