When I was alive, my name was Jerry.
Somehow I need to make you know.
If I don’t, I’ll go in an unmarked grave.
Forever known as another John Doe.
Stories, Poetry and Essays
Stories, Poetry and Essays
When I was alive, my name was Jerry.
Somehow I need to make you know.
If I don’t, I’ll go in an unmarked grave.
Forever known as another John Doe.
Maria Sjöstrand 