Tim Barrus Blog

  1. YOU HAVE TO KNOW THE CODE

    I have never let an editor fuck me. I am a communist. An editor’s main function is to get me paid. Many gnawing around in the Airport Bar, and the truth is that if you had any of their rum, turns out it wasn’t really rum. It was a psychedelic

  2. Can You Imagine How Many Dramas Took Place Here


  3. SAM’S LIQUOR STORE WAS HALF A BLOCK AWAY


  4. theatre

    Chapiteau de Film Pour le Suicidaire

  5. curtain


  6. Troop #3792

    I so want that shirt.

  7. Boxers Bobbing About and Weaving

    Drug dealers (can you, the drug dealers) please give it a break. But no. I was walking down Duval when two out of town (this is always the way it is in Key West) chicks pulled me into Sloppy Joe’s. Sloppy Joe’s Hoes, things get very dark, and so many

  8. Buk


  9. I AM A COMMUNIST

    I AM ALMOST ALWAYS KICKED OFF COMMENTS. LET ME TRY AGAIN. I N-E-V-E-R KNOW WHAT RULE I BROKE. MYSTERY. I am a communist. I knew the idea of teaching truth that Critical Race Theory would hit the proverbial American brick wall. The landscape of American tongues, languages, published dialogues will

  10. The Children Of The Inquisition Watched Everything

    Scott’s Woods was behind the hospital. There is a bridge in the middle of the woods. We boys played all around the bridge. We swung like Simians in a Banyan Tree. Branch to branch. I escaped Lansing General. It’s never all that hard. You look like you know where you’re…