Day 1

Dear Me,

We’ll always have each other.  Jarred is hiding from Asthma hoping she won’t snatch and drag him into the Garden.
Myself knows better than to run from me.  I was taught to chase.  We are driven to eat.

Cheers to another pretty young babe dripping down my neck.

Jared

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Posted on May 24, 2017, in blog, Dark Comedy, Fiction, Jared Letters, Letter, poetry and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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