Fourteen Years and a Single Ledger from the Autumn Election

deposition and hearing.

A small piece of laminated plastic slid from between the pages and fell onto the desk.

I picked it up and looked at the laminated concert pass from the nineties, its bright red and silver ink still bold despite the years.

It was a souvenir from a time when the music was loud and the future seemed entirely uncomplicated.

I touched continue reading …