Fall 2020

Note from the Editors

Dear readers,

Well, this is certainly not how we thought this would go. Welcome to Love & Squalor online, our way around the greater half of us attending Sarah Lawrence remotely. 

We’re not going to pretend that this year hasn’t sucked. A deadly pandemic swept the world with its spiky teeth, a white supremacist group terrorized an already rough regime, and to top it all off Tess’ dog died. Some people will say they discovered themselves. If that’s you, we support you! (And also kind of hate you!) Personally, we’ve done a lot of crying, doom-scrolling, and yelling into the void about all the -ings you can think of. 

If you’re reading this it means a semester has passed since we released our last issue of Love and Squalor. Welcome to our online version because, as hard as we try, we haven’t been able to put our phones down since last March. In April of 2020, former editors Maddy and Elise wrote of the hope of a brighter future. Sorry, Maddy, you don’t need us to tell you how things have gone. But we got an issue out, we’re carrying on with Love and Squalor, and now it’s Tess’ turn to graduate. 

Despite the world literally falling apart (politics, a pandemic, global warming, oh my!) we continue to publish because we find solace in art. We find solace in our incredible contributors for sending us their incredible quarantine work as well as our editors who met on Zoom every Monday night. While this is in no way a normal year (normally we’d be meeting in Slonim Living Room with boxed wine and greasy pizza that inevitably ruins a few copies of our journal to celebrate the issue) we are looking forward to seeing you again (eventually, hopefully). 

Thank you to our editors, old and new. Thank you to our contributors, we would not have a magazine without you

With love and squalor, 

ash & tess