Tim Barrus Blog
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The Woods Of Us
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We had no empathy, no connection, no way to say to the men who raped us: “You raped us.” We only had rage for the women who enabled it. It was like walking around naked with ankle shackles. Why. I know all the serious theories. I know the psych profiles.…
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
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NOW, YOU KNOW
You did not know until he came over — you hadn’t seen him in months — that it had been all about his tits. You did not know you could still ejaculate. Now, you know.
No one ever leaves, and returns, to find the place you left.…
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what wind will hold for tomorrow’s whispers of a snare of sky
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The Boy Who Wore Pajamas
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It was a direct threat to them because he wore pajamas to sleep in and it was – about class– versus nakedness which is what the other boys hang out in. He wore pajamas because it was about fighting back. If you wear pajamas, no one will fuck you because…
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the field
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The gravitational field is more than just a region of influence within time and space. The gravitational field is spacetime. There was no one on the swings.
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THERE ARE TWO KINDS OF JOCKS
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REGULAR JOCKS (NOT PICTURED HERE). AND GOOFY JOCKS. (PICTURED HERE).
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Against Another Darker Sky
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Tim Barrus, New York Times
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Publishing is unforgiving. There are writers who follow the rules. Never, ever coloring outside the prescribed places you can go. Especially rules that challenge the publishing status quo’s take on reality. To call it reality, everyone must agree, even the other writers who will delight in taking you apart, another…
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U HAVE CLAIMED WHAT WHAT DO YOU HAVE A COVEN MEETING TONIGHT
i know all the fucking secrets
the poor down the dirt road
are running out of wood again
they are hoping for an early spring
it’s cold today it never freezes in the
how cold is it
cold as a witch’s tit
mother’s arthritic hands
moved like bats and
their…
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Alta Redshift MX High-Tech Electric Dirt Bike
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