Category: Brokenness

  • That Ride at The Fair…

    That Ride at The Fair…

    In Holbrook, Arizona, on the cusp of Route 66 and wide-open desert, the county fair rolled into town every September. And every year, my family would take me and my brothers for our annual thrill fest of funnel cakes and Ferris Wheel rides. With blue wristbands and dusty tennis shoes, we’d glide around the fairgrounds…

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