Tim Barrus Blog
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Tim Barrus: Spaceship, Too
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I am a communist. That alone gets me in trouble with most people, I think. Poverty has always had the cultures of the world by the throat. How poor were we. There were three of us living in a cabin on a remote lake in upper Michigan. It is apart…
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Tim Barrus: The New York Times Censors More Writiers Than Any Other Entity In Human Existence
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Shut the Fuck Up. Censorship is the suppression of speech, or public communication. You guys are going to have to let porn just slide by which is what most of porn does, anyway, it goes right to where you live. To varying degrees, there is always scale. Whose is Biggest.…
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Tim Barrus: The Ocean is A Slaughterhouse
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And you will win your life again.
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Tim Barrus: The Old Dirt Road
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How is it that you can fix everything.
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Tim Barrus: Sometimes In Deep Voices
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Nudging pieces a fraction of an inch.
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Tim Barrus: One Piece At A Time
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What appears to be a wall, a force field, can, in fact, be a tunnel. “Are we always going to sleep on the floor of your friends.”
“Are you complaining.”
“Don’t you have any friends with a bed. I liked the hotel.
“You cannot afford the hotel.”
“But you liked…
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Tim Barrus: Titty Bar right off the Interstate.
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The real Florida.
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Tim Barrus: It Has An Inner Light And Sorrowing Graveyards There
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Caution. The downpour is silent. Stay away from the windows.
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Tim Barrus: The Brutal Whirlwind With Its Hungry Breath, and There Is A Distant Alien Land
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Memory has deserted you but you did know my name as if that were but your secret edge.
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tim barrus: slept in fields
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You will know it when you get there. In the Greek passages as if uprooted and having pushed themselves through the memories, we pass through the shattering, and spun about flocks of errant cries and wilderness.