Tim Barrus Blog
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All of us are from the sea and creatures who were nocturnal but now what we have are skeletons of the thing whose bones are stones.
All of humanity can be replaced with eloquent inventions of themselves. -
He Could Not Place the Name but He Never Watched TV It Had No Allure 2 Him
Tim Barrus Art & Photography -
HE WROTE ALL HIS BOOKS ON TRAVEL IN THIS VERY ROOM
I left a paper bag of groceries at his secret door. -
They Turned. Grinning quietly.
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Sometimes Exploding In A Wild Incohate Scream
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my chameleons
It would be with you the rest of your life. Killing him had not been easy. It looked like an accident because it was an accident. There are no accidents. -
Never Explain
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You Followed Him In the Woods Because He Would Leave You There
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Spit In Your Hand
There is always a Before It Was Too Late. Not unlike the check left on the table at Antoine’s. Running out the door. In full leather. Running out the door anywhere back then in full leather (I only wanted the pants because my dick was always hard and to hell… -
Shadows of Great Ships