Tim Barrus Blog
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SKATE FOR YOUR WORTHLESS LIFE
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I am a communist. It is not a crime. Territory is a To believe we can do better, to understand that the recent past was a duplicate of the past of the HereAndNow which is a contradiction, and we are taking decades to construct a social environment, social context, sociocultural…
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How Does A Reader At The New York Times Get Away With Saying They Know Someone (me) They Have Never Met
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I have a rule. Do not argue with readers at the New York Times. I get to break the rule because I made it. I just don’t recognize who they are talking about as if one thing came before the other so obviously there is some kind of undiscovered reason…
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
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I am a communist. Sex and kids. Generals and Government. Gears and go-betweens. Diapers and diplomacy. It would be just too easy to cherrypick. But someone axed the cherry tree down. It’s dead. It’s been dead for over a century. But pick away at it, they do and they will.…
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
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It is the sun that drapes the summer. The one we are walking down a path of lush green that will look differently soon enough as you will amble through it shoeing some of the leaves and snow away. How is it that we sexualize the very thing that…
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There Is A Bike Store in Chimney Rock
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I only own two sets of clothes. One Bag. I have waited naked in many laundromats. The bag sits up on my lap. We had to push as much of Andrew’s stuff into the bag as we could. “You can buy a new toothbrush.. I would say, “You don’t need…
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I MET ANDREW IN THE BIKE SHOP
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I am a fucking communist. No one at the New York Times wants to believe I am a fucking communist but I do not write for them, and if you cum along Riding Shot Gun on a dirt bike out of Idaho. It’s about the smoke. No helmet can help…
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In Bondage Fit Tight As A Drunken Sailor’s Neck
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
I am a communist. I ran. I ran away from camp. A religious camp. My actions were not their fault. I ran away from fervid religion. I ran away from religion. I ran away from sex. I ran away from sex. You are thinking: how…
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Electromagnetic Radiation
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Daw is with Random House. The one in mid-town which is not affiliated or is affiliated with any damn thing. It is and it isn’t. Demented. The Holy Grail. Is but a cup. The ace of spades is what most gamblers who come in here with their strut boots on…
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But Karma’s a Trip
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I Love Anons. Why AreThey So Often Snowflakes.
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