Hey Stranger,
When Soren was in Florida, he says, painting his brother’s house, there were two days of torrential rain. He couldn’t paint the outside, and the inside was done. He spent the time on his back, on the planks of the porch, staring at the oranges that littered the ground of the neighbor’s yard.
One afternoon he fell asleep and was awoken by shouts from the adjacent house. The third floor window was lit, he could see, and he watched the shadows behind it-the man’s voice was shaking the panes. Soren stood up and walked over through the rain. He stood under the eve of their house to listen and was getting angry over what he heard when the window opened. Possessions flew through the rain and landed on his brother’s house, on the ground at Soren’s feet, and some, he says he imagined, kept on, climbing the raindrops to reconvene in a chester drawer, or closet, or desk, or box under the bed among the rolling clouds.
In the morning he found an old record stuck in the mud. The label was worn off.
He says he loves the song; and we’ve been listening to it all afternoon. He’s here now, dictating this letter to you. I know you won’t be bothered, but you know how he can be, and he needs to know who sings it, who wrote it, and what year.
Write back,
PM Rogers
[Copyright © PM Rogers, 2011]
(Source: paperstarlings)


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Goodnight AmbrosiaHe stole the firebecause his peoplewere cold and desired to read bedtime stories. He grabbed it, ran while they were toasting his climb—their heads tilted back, throats exposed, gulping ambrosia.We lifted our headsfrom the pages and watched him leaping down the side of the mountain—at times a man flying—in the dusk of evening.You said, “He should slow or it will will out.”When the glow was gone we set down our booksand held in the hammock by the fissure in the rockand warmed by the steam we talked in the dark about our reading.We composed.We each had a monologue.You fell asleep during mine.
Copyright © PM Rogers, 2011
[Published in the 2011 issue of The Inkling]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhx785R4B51qcwf45o1_500.jpg)