Tim Barrus Blog
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Death Coin for the Boatman
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Tim Barrus New York Times
I work with adolescents who are medically fragile. Covid would kill them.
Poverty is killing them, and not softly.
Their family structures have broken down. There isn’t a single adult in the accumulated families of the group who has work. People are suffering and looking…
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GOING ROGUE
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THE ANTIFASTORIES
Most cops have never really taken an indepth, intense, killer hand-to-hand combat training. Most cops are old, fat slobs. They can barely run, let alone chase you. They need the brute force paradigm of shoulder to shoulder, marching in a phalanx with truncheons beating an obvious doom. When…
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GOING ROGUE
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THEANTIFASTORIES
I can only see a dark and dystopian future. Apocalypse in the time to come is distainfully a cliche that clings to hope. The proposition that there is any hope whatsoever is a destiny of the obscene. Destiny is now. Destiny is here. Destiny is death. Destiny is an…
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Going Rogue
THEANTIFASTORIES
every movement needs its heros/ every story in the shelf life of stories can become a legend/ even greece had its gods and sex and there is no god who is without guilt, treason, infidelity, murder, dystopia, and the apocalypse/ conflict, irony, rebellion, war, love, illicit love, a fetish,…
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AMERICA IS A DEAD CORPSE
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TIM BARRUS: NEW YORK TIMES
We have seen the cliff, and we have jumped. There are no returns on this purchase.
To wit: the Democrats. At least sometimes they hold hands after they jump. But the result is always the same.
America is just another cultural corpse. Athens become one.…
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Physics
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At first, he could not sleep because the nightmares of the assault and rape were far too vivid. He wanted me to sit with him, and then, he would fall asleep. I read a series of books out loud, all of them on some pretty radical visions of what physics…
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U Can Write An Entire Sex Scene Just About the Eyes
so this morning, he turns over in his wondering where he is, and just before it all comes back to him, to face me with his bedroom eyes, and i am, as always, taking his photograph/ he rolls his eyes/ he asks if there is anything about me that has…
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you are not the emptiness you feel
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Men Love Him
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Tim Barrus Photography
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