Gnome Life

The glow of the fire warms my legs as I search the faces of my...

Fri, 06 Jul 2012 12:39:17 -0400

The glow of the fire warms my legs as I search the faces of my companions for some sign of hope. I look first at Courage, but he looks down. Then, I steal a glance at Beauty, but she runs away.

Patience is just across from me rocking back and forth; he’s too busy with the twiddle of his thumbs. At last, Kindness meets my gaze, and returns a smile. “Go back,” she whispers, but I don’t know where.

I spread my arms and legs out angelically in the snow, but I am...

Thu, 24 Feb 2011 13:43:00 -0500

I spread my arms and legs out angelically in the snow, but I am no angel. I only know how hard it is when no one believes in you.

The signs are obvious; I follow the red line.

Mon, 21 Feb 2011 09:13:38 -0500

The signs are obvious; I follow the red line.

New York Fashion Week: Fix Up, Look Sharp

Wed, 16 Feb 2011 15:42:00 -0500

New York Fashion Week: Fix Up, Look Sharp

sometimes you have to go alone

Tue, 15 Feb 2011 14:49:47 -0500

sometimes you have to go alone

I am one hundred and eight years old, and some days I act...

Fri, 11 Feb 2011 10:36:58 -0500

I am one hundred and eight years old, and some days I act accordingly, all 108 years showing in my stride and in my gaze.

Other days I pick another age. I am 7, inches of snowfall; I am 12, on the soles of each shoe; some days I am just born, seeing the world for the first.

But when picking an age, I make sure to ignore my waist size, my thread count, or the vintage on last night’s bottle of Burgandy.

My journey is now reaching new heights and new speeds; it has me...

Thu, 03 Feb 2011 10:45:39 -0500

My journey is now reaching new heights and new speeds; it has me frightening myself and falling down, looking through goggles and learning how to snowboard.

cold is creeping into my core, and i am losing my ability to...

Tue, 01 Feb 2011 10:44:00 -0500

cold is creeping into my core, and i am losing my ability to remember what it is to be a warm gnome.

I told you about the time I chased a bus, and how taxicabs have...

Fri, 14 Jan 2011 13:40:20 -0500

I told you about the time I chased a bus, and how taxicabs have an aversion to picking up gnomes, but I never told you how I wait for subway attendants who never seem to inhabit their little boxes. In New York, anyway of getting there is a way of getting frustrated.

Approaching the beast, I expected animation at any moment, but I...

Thu, 13 Jan 2011 12:06:46 -0500

Approaching the beast, I expected animation at any moment, but I then noted the groups and families freezing before the bull’s face, and smiling towards cameras. Surely this tremendous animal had been put under some sort of a spell; I imagined the bull at the height of youthful power and force over stepping some godly law, upsetting the balance, and then being instantly transformed into bronze and sentenced to an eternity along an urban street. But what of myself? Having been cast out of my garden by a journey and set among the concrete. I had left my gnomely life and family in search of something, and one day my veins may run metal, and my beard gleam bronze, my eyes lifelessly reflecting light. It was with this thought that I grabbed hold of the bull’s misfortune; I anchored myself with his golden horn and thrust my leg over his neck, fully dominated him. I cast my glance towards the camera and tried to smile, thinking of what must have been done to deserve this fate; where his journey had taken him.

the greatest pleasures in life are created over time with...

Wed, 12 Jan 2011 14:59:46 -0500

the greatest pleasures in life are created over time with deliberation, are savory and best served thinly sliced.

what are you wasting?

Tue, 11 Jan 2011 13:29:10 -0500

what are you wasting?

I have to stand up for myself, by myself

Tue, 04 Jan 2011 12:17:34 -0500

I have to stand up for myself, by myself

I am resolved, 2011 will bring me someone to play with.

Fri, 31 Dec 2010 15:07:07 -0500

I am resolved, 2011 will bring me someone to play with.

I miss you, but my aim is improving.

Wed, 29 Dec 2010 11:10:53 -0500

I miss you, but my aim is improving.

The important thing is not that you fell, or how you got right...

Tue, 28 Dec 2010 11:52:01 -0500

The important thing is not that you fell, or how you got right back up; it’s about the fun on the way down.

I’m trying to get a better look at you.

Thu, 23 Dec 2010 12:02:29 -0500

I’m trying to get a better look at you.

buying a christmas tree has been my favorite tradition this...

Wed, 22 Dec 2010 12:06:15 -0500

buying a christmas tree has been my favorite tradition this holiday season; you couldn’t know how right it feels with all that Douglas Fir on my shoulder.

This season’s Christmas party invitations are followed by...

Tue, 21 Dec 2010 13:38:00 -0500

This season’s Christmas party invitations are followed by private requests not to wear flannel and khaki. In my attempt to fit in, I bought a Christmas suit that suits the needs of a New York holiday. But now, I find myself wondering, as I slide tie bar across silk with christmas spirit, if I have become what they want. Forgetting to question, what I have become.

Sometimes the towering buildings seem to lean in around me as if...

Mon, 20 Dec 2010 11:44:00 -0500

Sometimes the towering buildings seem to lean in around me

as if peering into my cage, the buildings are trying to catch a better look at my legs and arms, tiny to them.

One day the Statue of Liberty’s giant hand will descend, and grabbing me along the waistline

I will be brought up twenty-two stories for her amusement and a closer inspection.

And maybe the Empire State turns toward the Chrysler building to give a disapproving glance

as Lady Liberty uses all her school girl charm, pleading with them to take me home.

I must hid behind the props and nooks of my cage, miniaturized by the enormity of New York.