Tim Barrus Blog
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His Arabian’s Name is Agnes
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COAL MINE WHORE
But, when he reflected.
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VULVA AIRLINES
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WHISKEY AND THE ANGELS OF DEATH
to wish with an autumn yawn the communists. feel that the milkman pounding up their clumsy wooden stairs our daddy made from oak. and fetching it so we had somewhere to live and the dogs will jump up to sit on our laps because that is what a dog does…
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WEST VIRGINIA IS A SHITHOLE
ESPECIALLY IN THE FUCKING WINTER IN THE MOUNTAINS THIS IS APPALACHIA IN THE FUCKING BLUE RIDGE AND IT CAN TIRE YOUR SOUL WHEN THE WIND SLINGS ITS TEETH AT THE RIVER AND THE NOISE AND THE WHISKEY AND THE BOYS AND YOU ARE SHOCKED YOU DO NOT APPEAR TO BE…
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Coal Miners Daughter
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JOE MANCHIN COAL WHORE
This morning, The New York Times Gatekeepers (they work from home), gasped at what offended them. Some of them live in foreign countries. The Gatekeepers are who are beginning their sacred day. I don’t like GatekeepersPeople think of them as Going To Work. But no. Even your neighbors can have…
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Wolves In the Hollows Live In Cave Dens & You Never See Them Because They Are Afraid
Andrew and I were standing at the rim of the enormous mud hole of Bassett, Virginia. A Big Girl Mud Hole. A mud hole so enormous, it attracted dirtbike mud hole lovers from as far away as Botswana. It was about the bike.
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WE THOUGHT THE FIRE WAS WAY IN THE DISTANCE BUT WE WERE WRONG
I have lost my ability to do many things. But not all. But not all things. Far from it. Most of my bones are ceramic replacements. My eyes are fake. So is my heart. I am now hooked up to a battery that, like most batteries, will run down. My…
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That Dread of Something After Death
In college, I was hit at a light and overturned by a woman driving a Cadillac. It was raining hard. She raced off through the light. My books and papers were wet and all over the road. I had to dodge traffic to pick them up. I had to buy…