A poem from Jimmy Santiago Baca, who grew up in an orphanage and lived on the streets as a teenager and was incarcerated at 21 when he was convicted on charges of drug possession. He served five years in prison, where he learned how to read and write poetry while locked up in isolation.

If it does not feed the fire
of your creativity, then leave it.
If people and things do not
inspire your heart to dream,
then leave them.
If you are not crazily in love
and making a stupid fool of yourself,
then step closer to the edge
of your heart and climb where you’ve been forbidden to go.