Flashing red lights. Beeping horns. Bells. I pull the bar; the helicopter car rises. I push the bar; the car drops. Up and down, up and down, up and down. Around, around, around my brother and I fly.
Until the ride ends.
Robert and I race
to the next ride
first published in Image Curve, August 23, 2018
Photo by Ben Konfrst
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