Tim Barrus Blog
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Nine Boxes
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Waffle House
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seas in seas
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simon
Sometimes life it takes you by the hairPulls you downBefore you know it, it’s gone and you’re dead againI’ve been in places and I won’t pretendYeah I’d make it out just to fall on my headWake up strange and take the walk downstairsHit the pawn up on the corner and…
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This Is Where They Threw Me Out Of The Car
Suspendu à une chaîne. C’est une autre bête sauvage avec une grosse bite. Je suis le dernier encore indompté.
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The River Dragon In The BackYard
Open Container. I try to not think about those days. I blot it out damn spot, out. Blood cemetary at 3am. The lake. Always lakes.
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PIECES OF BONE
Pride 101. “I knew, deep in my bones, that I was among my people.” I am glad you felt this. You should feel this. Because you can. Many of us who participated in marches from the past, never felt we were with our people because there were no people. What…
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My Friends Who Have Children
The house itself is one hundred and twenty years old. Entire families. Grandma is buried in the back yard. You shared a bedroom with your brother. You shared a bed with your brother. You worshipped your brother. He was cruel and he hated you. It could not be undone. The…
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He is Not Defiant
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Dirt Bike Town Florist
White tulips in the front meant all is well. Red roses in the front meant all is not well. Anything with baby’s breath meant run for your life. If you see too many red flags all at the same time, you can bet your skinny ass, someone has been tracking…