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visual artist and writer marisol diaz

i am a self-defined Nuyorican creative (that is a Puerto Rican who is from both the isles of Manhattan, NYC and the Caribbean). I share daily in the joy of education and live in a cute port town in New York, in a 'teensy-weensy' apartment with my two dogs and canary named Valentino. Check out my Etsy shop for purchasable pieces. Please do not reproduce imagery off of this site without explicit credit and no derivatives may be made of my original imagery- Thank You.

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Feb252009

Dose of Reality

3ww prompt:Callous, Interfere, Persistent Sunday Scribblings: Lost

I wrote this for 3ww this week and I thought it very fitting to this Sunday Scribblings word - LOST

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That callous reality sets in every day around 4pm.
She makes her living by constantly admonishing
my imagination.
Persistent in trying to rid you of my possibility.
I sit alone in the car, driving lost and entertaining my fabrications,
weaving one thread across the other.
Creating a whole world of fictitious opportunities when...I've come to a stop
and she comes striding in, slamming the passenger door with that
smug glower

Sometimes she looks like laughing children,
an unlocked chain on a door,
or a spinning wedding band,
other times she looks like my best friend.
Still she's there to cut the tether
The feelings are nothing but frustration and mockingly all self-imposed.
Ridiculous really for reality to interfere with what is not and
what will never be.
Still I'm hopeful that the world I create in my dreams one day,
somehow, have something,
a touch, a path, a response or a resonance to do with
my waking day.

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Reader Comments (9)

Phew, I think I've got that same dream too!

The NaisaiKu.. Challenge!

February 25, 2009 | Unregistered Commentersweet talking guy

Brilliant dear. Just loved this

February 25, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterJeeves

Love this - it has great flow and layers.

February 26, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterTumblewords

A deeply layered delight there.

February 26, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterAnthony North

Sad. It flowed wonderfully and is almost lyrical, but it's so sad.

February 26, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterTC

What a sad tale filled with longing. Nice job!

February 26, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterTammy

This was so beautiful! I could fill the sadness and yearning...it really resonated deeply with me.

February 27, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterFledgling Poet

i just love the way u write! xox

February 28, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterlucy

hauntingly sad - such a real craving for the fantasy to be reality and for reality to be deleted!!!

March 1, 2009 | Unregistered Commenterdanni

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