Living Room Hope

One day, we'll have a space of our own

By Darby S. FisherPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Large weave, plush cuddle

Loops hand-drawn, crafted loved yards

Blanket draped for us

Young and tired writer of all sorts of things.

Horror fantasy: Lonely Forest

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