In my twenty-four years, I’ve found two declarations I can unabashedly stand by. One is a poem by Jimmy Santiago Baca that I posted as my first entry on this blog. The other is this (it has been hanging on the wall in my aunt & uncle’s bathroom for as long as I can remember):


I can’t describe the purpose of life without these two credos. When I feel absolutely hopeless, lost, & unsure, J.S. Baca & Desiderata bring it all home.

I want to feel sublime.