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RE: A Year On From The Outbreak: A Retrospective of Poetry on HIVE in the Early Days of the Pandemic [Plus, Win HIVE!]

in Writing Club4 years ago

For a while there, the only language I cared to speak was poetry. Everything was so topsy turvy, and I was spending so much time all alone, that only poetry made sense. I'm in. Thanks for offering this.