I wrote this story back in 2016 for an English assignment. We were studying Toni Morrison's work, Beloved, and we had to recreate a new work that demonstrates our understanding of how Morrison used language for conveying trauma.
This story borrows Beloved's storytelling style--and phrases--with the setting of the HIV/AIDS pandemic in the U.S. during late-20th century. I wrote a foreword on my high school essay saying that the setting of this story and that of Beloved is not meant to be compared. I also want to say that, since the focus was on Morrison's rhetoric, my research of the HIV/AIDS pandemic in the U.S. was not as in-depth as I would've wanted and as much as the issue deserves the novelty of.
But yeah, I wanted to share this story for me, too, to reflect on how I've grown as a writer!
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124 was spiteful.
Short StoryIn a hospital room, a man pieced back fragments of his memories amidst the collective grief of U.S.' 20th century HIV/AIDS pandemic before encountering an otherworldly figure that embodied his traumatic past.
