Tim Barrus Blog
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College by Any Other Name
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Tim Barrus and the New York Times
Pam Paul at the New York Times always grabs me because she’s a talented storyteller, and often, her work sheds light for me, the reader, into spaces that are reserved by people who are elsewhere. Ms Paul presents to us a glittering vision…
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The Great American Novel by Tim Barrus
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Through all the dystopia, it was dawning on them, dystopia or no dystopia, the diaspora would be a tidal wave. There were no roads. – tim barrus
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What Is the Punishment 4 Being a Traitor
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Punishment. Rapist. Thief. Impeachment. Deviant. Golden Calves everywhere. Adultery. Tyrant. Maliciousness. Nihilist. Defiant. Butcher. Traitor. Misanthropy. Abhorrent. Pitiless. Ruthless. Psychopath. Misogynist. Cold-blooded. God. Venomous. Demoniacal. Abomination. Treacherous. Caustic. Criminal. Embittered billionaire. Acrimonious. Revengeful. Savage. Intolerant. Pedophile. Aggravated. Breathes revenge. Cheating. Grabbing pussy. Assaultive. And the New York Times with its…
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a moment of memory
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lost in that place again and it’s sleet bleeding through that window of battering, embrace of the dandelion, snap 2///
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BINOCULARS
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all, all/ my books/// have been burned here and there, ripped to shreds, blacklisted, by people on my front porch armed with forks and spoons/ editors get off on sticking it up my ass, well how am i to keep you down/ play it the way feel it/ i get…
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Kross Kreek
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Kross Kreek
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Swimming in the Snow
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Swimming in the Snow. – tim barrus
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Tim Barrus: Incendiary Comments NYT
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Been there. One drove a cab. One was a maid in a hotel who never went to work because we were more fun to hang out with. The All Too Usual Question is inevitably What If Someone Gets Jealous. Someone will get jealous. I’m thinking the nuances here all have…
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Entropy is Cages
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A Cage Does Not Pull Its Weight – tim barrus
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Then Stands
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hiding and laughing/ under the bed/ what are you, nine/ i would be nine, but i do not know how/ today, we are both under the bed/ telling stories of ourselves/ that time we danced with divine/ in speedos/ don’t give me that american flag one/ we keep falling over…