Tim Barrus Blog
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a corresponding neutrino
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Your Dinner Is In the Fridge
You Want Me To What
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Garrett’s Trailer
Tell me you love the new trailer. I do not love the new trailer. All that pink. Gives me a killer headache. Three-year-old girls like pink Three-year-old boys are dangerous. I want to adopt. Right, so we can all live in the pink trailer. But isn’t it kinda mean to…
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Only a Timely Fraction Of
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miss america has no eyes just plunging holes of dark energy like a chain fence
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Jackpot
Slavery is a big cat’s breath. Your clothes are drying on the clothesline. Someone has gasoline. Someone has a match. Everything you own is gone. And you will be, too. You have been seen. You have been identified. You are not among them. You are them. The high rollers will…
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rockers
Pit Bulls Be Pit Bulls We were in the back of the pickup watching the stars while Agnes drove up front only from time to time looking in her rearview mirror to see if we were doing it. We were doing it. Eyes on the road. These scars are healing…
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The Art Piece From Hell Is A Volcano in Italy
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Just Fuck Me
Where is Alamogordo anyway. Why. Just curious. Who lives there. The Space Agency. Who is the Space Agency. The Sex Police. The Spage Agency is the Sex Police. Yes. But why. No one knows. I told them I did not know anything about the foot. And I was right all…
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TIM BARRUS, THE NEW YORK TIMES
The best book I have read this year is The Hidden Life of Trees. The seas and the breeze. It’s not about the tease. Let us look at publishing. My annoying whine with publishing is that it doesn’t tell me anything I do not already know. It’s safe. And then…