Posts Tagged: AIDS

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The Rumpus Interview with Jamie Brickhouse

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Jamie Brickhouse discusses Dangerous When Wet: A Memoir of Booze, Sex, and My Mother, a memoir that chronicles his intimate, near-fatal journey through alcoholism, and living HIV positive. ...more

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The Rumpus Interview with Janice Erlbaum

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Janice Erlbaum talks about her new novel, I, Liar, how writing memoir compares to writing fiction, homelessness in America, and Munchausen syndrome and Borderline Personality Disorder. ...more

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Anna March’s Reading Mixtape #10: Remember AIDS?

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AIDS isn’t over, but far too many think it is. Not everyone is haunted by remembering the dying, the friends gone gaunt, the lesions appearing, the artists dropping out of sight, the funerals, the lie-filled obituaries, the terrified waits for results of blood tests taken by nurses wearing masks and triple gloves.

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(K)ink: Writing While Deviant #2: Michael Broder

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If I am a sub poet, is poetry as a genre my dom? Is the particular poem I’m working on my dom? ...more

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The Rumpus Interview with Kara Richardson Whitely

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Author Kara Richardson Whitely discusses her new memoir, Gorge: My Journey Up Kilimanjaro at 300 Pounds, surviving food addiction and the trauma of being molested, and what comes next. ...more

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The Rumpus Interview with Alysia Abbott

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Alysia Abbott discusses craft and love in her new memoir, Fairyland, set in the ’70s and ’80s during the AIDS crisis in San Francisco. ...more

The Remarkable Life of China’s “AIDS Granny”

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In the 1980s, when it became apparent that HIV was blood-borne, China banned blood donations from outside the country—but instituted no other HIV-related tests or regulations, not even against reusing needles. HIV quickly began to spread among those giving and receiving blood, possibly infecting as many as two million people.

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Displays of Affection

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I’m a reluctant decorator. Maybe it’s because I’m really a poet, or maybe because I’m a slob. Either way, despite a life long fascination with my own personal mise en scenes I’ve tried never to let the professional impulse sink its fangs too deep.

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