Tim Barrus Blog

  1. Tim Barrus: Overcoat

    Overcoats is a Poetry/Art project where I am writing prose and taking photographs and some of that would be exclusively for you. That part of the project buys all rights to original material but one. Film rights. Whole package book, rights, art, original poetry: 10K timotheebarrus@gmail.com I have to slap

  2. Tim Barrus, New York Times

    Writing is a hustle. Not everyone gatekeeps. Walking onto the Ted stage, confident as the sun, smiling. Get thin. Get rich. Get a trophy wife. Trophy kids. Trophy house. Trophy car. Trophy pool. Trophy food (take pictures). Trophy job. Trophy office. Could someone please write my Ted Talk. Hustle Ted.

  3. Tim Barrus: Trouble at the Lakehouse

    And low heartbeats of sleep. I can taste their dreams. Rolls right. Bites the roof. Bewildering. White fogspit spans and stands for any arch embattled. This tame world is Castle Sordid. And I am the wild oddity they point at he’s autistic and you know, low IQ, no one understands

  4. Tim Barrus: The Predator Among Us

    That greater darkness creeps receptive fatigue and that is where the lost are living. Denial is a weary mistress. Mistress takes no prisoners. Denial is impetuous. Americans live in a dreamy sleep even as the night has ended, where is the light. There is no light. We are the comatose.

  5. Tim Barrus: for hiding this in the snow

    I used to ask the questions. Now, Pi is asking me the questions. There is something in his voice that wants to be wanted. – tim barrus

  6. Tim Barrus: The Woods of Cleopatra

    On Ponies Whatever nature is in its just causes, the winter will arrive. There is no such thing as an alignment that men do not stand still. Next to looking inward at what is interpreted as tragedy, I do not buy it. The last of the cringe and the plot

  7. Tim Barrus: Jared Leto

    I would not have minded if the book critic had taken issue with my work. But no. They always go after me as a human being. I am, of course, the monster, the criminal, the itinerant, the Boogeyman, Coyote. I will gladly take Coyote. The coyotes around my cabin eat…

  8. Tim Barrus: To Remove His Metaphorical Humanity From Him

    Now, he’s god. Those of us who lead kinda mundane lives can read this stuff about one old man – I call him IT to dehumanize him and to rob him of his humanity which will be a challenge because he has no humanity – and how he lives his

  9. Tim Barrus: Through Windows


  10. Tim Barrus and Alex

    This is where I get separated from the rest of you. I have the pills. This is Appalachia. Not Paris. The drugs are not a theory. They’re an option. It’s not politik or religious. A place only I know about. A forest not bulldozed under. When they find my bones,…