Keywords
Imperfect Instruments, creative writing, essays
Document Type
Essay
Description
“This is going to be your only helicopter ride. Too bad you can’t look out the window.” I didn’t understand why the guy thought I’d never go on another helicopter. Of course, I also wasn’t sure why I was on this one. My head was strapped to a backboard, and I had a hazy memory of trying to unbuckle my seatbelt and not being able to move my arm. Of firemen peeling the top of my car open like a tin can. Otherwise, the day was black.
Recommended Citation
Wheeler, E.B.
(2024)
"Imperfect Instruments,"
Inscape: Vol. 44:
No.
1, Article 20.
Available at:
https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/inscape/vol44/iss1/20