To mark our five-year anniversary, this issue is dedicated to our dear friend, Jacob Israel Littleton, who loved fiercely and quietly but whose heart beats loudly in all of us who knew him.
I’m going to be honest with you-the delay in publishing this issue was due to my serious personal issues: physical, emotional, and mental. Did I learn any important lessons? No, not really. People who say every adversity is an opportunity to learn are either incredibly naïve or lying to themselves because sometimes, shit just happens.
The summer was spent recovering from a bad car accident, learning how to walk again, and attempting to study for an exam that’s to determine my future. Luckily, I know an incredible group of people who looked after me, and who are frankly, too good for me. Some people say that we have good friends because we’re good friends to them too. But seeing as though I’m an asshole most of the time, I don’t believe that to be true. And those people are probably the same ones who regurgitate the learning from adversity bullshit.
My surgeon says that I’ll most likely never get back to normal and that’s something lurking in the back of my mind, although I can get close to normal as possible. For someone who has never been normal, I have no idea what that means. But that’s okay because shit happens. And none of the shit that’s happened in the last few months comes close to what our writers experience daily and for the foreseeable future.
Speaking of the future, none of us knows what it holds. My heart is heavy with the recent Supreme Court news and disappointment in the people who determined what happened. I don’t know what’s become of this world and as my old friend Lawrence told me, “I am no longer in love with this country.” I hope all the turmoil that’s occurring will ignite passions long forgotten or dormant in the hearts of those who believe in equality, justice, and humanity. Those who are willing to stand up now to oppression. Those who believe that compassion is a strength, not a weakness. That loving one another is the only thing that matters when shit happens. Those like our writers who have generously and bravely poured their hearts out for us.