Tim Barrus: Dirt Bike Town

Dirt Bike Town, a novel, by Tim Barrus

Bad Autistic: School

Bad Autistic – Tim Barrus

Baby, You Smell Like Bikerdust

Road Trip

I wake up in the morning with Romeo Void in my mouth. I will slit my wrists without coffee. Coffee. I go to work constructing Romeo. Knowing full well, the critics finally get the final say. Or do they. Get anything. Most of them will flog me (don’t even go…

Chop Shop

Tim Barrus: Scratches In This Story Are the Story

Tim Barrus: Carry Your Helmet

The bike was my only transportation. When I was not on the bike, I carried my helmet. Pretty much everywhere. Often, my autism prevents me from understanding what you are talking about. Your way of seeing the world is not the world I know or see. I won’t know what…

Tim Barrus: The Dark In Dirt Bike Town

Photos with too much light blind me. The white escapes. It feels like an adventure film is pushing me aside to disappear from existence with a snap. I seek something darker to look at. And I seek to make all darkness my default. Just going about my stupid day. Taking…

Tim Barrus: Dirt Bike Town

A road trip on a dirt bike. Fire to fire. Photograph to photograph. Video to video. Riding shotgun. The culture war had come to town.