Tim Barrus Blog

  1. Tim Barrus, Dirt Bike Town

    Softer in those rooms of sleep, the demon has arrived to lick you clean.

  2. Tim Barrus, Get Used to Seeing It

    It’s going to get a lot worse before it gets better. People now pack for bear. Culture war issues are often interpreted by vulnerable people, human beings who have through no fault of their own, struggle with mental health issues (on a good day), and on a bad day, they…

  3. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    Both readers and writers hate this, they will try and pull you into the rope-a-dope of rope-a-dopes. Writing is supposed to be Being Virginia Woolf’s Best Friend Forever. Woolf had to be bipolar. Mania is not your friend.  The New York Times kinda lives in this golden bubble they have…

  4. Tim Barrus, Opinion Editor, New York Times

    NYT Opinion Editor One voice is missing. Even in the abortion issue as it now defines the culture war. You have the liberal writers. You have centrist writers. But you have no radical voices insisting on the need for subversion. Subversiveness is off the table. It was never on the…

  5. Tim Barrus: Get Up And Go To Work


  6. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    Publishing is the last place you will find equality. The old white men always win. Your culture war is lame.

  7. Tim Barrus on Peyote

    I try to stay out of 7-11 if I’m high on Peyote. Is peyote legal yet. You see brands and hot dogs. I see shifting colors and stories. All stories are made from the raw materials of shifting color.

  8. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    Tea is best. Mescaline in my world is Moon. In my world, this will not be a world you recognize or know, there are codes, languages, suggestions articulated to obfuscate the normals into demonstrations of a white snow. Button snow is a little darker. If you advocate, you break the

  9. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    We walked together to the abortion place because we were not old enough to drive. Sitting in that chair in the living room while she was upstairs screaming, and then someone slapped her. She knows who she is. I know who she is. No one else knows anything. The dark…

  10. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    No one survives a war, even a culture war, you emerge from it with eyes down shaded as the midnight blues, baby blues, a childhood that did not mean you. Then, what did it mean. It didn’t mean anything in the final analysis, kids are fickle. Act your age. No…