NINE/ELEVEN:20 — I Was A Teenage Rapture Prepper

Growing up, the concept of death is something that children struggle to wrap their heads around. The idea of reaching an old age and ceasing to exist one day can be a terrifying thought but after observing it through the deaths of pets and family members, it is something they eventually learn to be more … Continue reading NINE/ELEVEN:20 — I Was A Teenage Rapture Prepper

NINE/ELEVEN:20 — “black cube”

The black boxIs a black cubeWalked around by deathLike a Mecca — Tom Will is a poet and has a Twitter account

NINE/ELEVEN:20

graphic by Gwen Ovis (@rancid0rchid) Today is the 20th anniversary of 9/11, "nine-eleven," the events of September 11, 2001. To commemorate the occasion, APOCALYPSE CONFIDENTIAL is launching what we've misnomerically dubbed a zine--maybe we'll put out the print version in time for NINE/ELEVEN:25, 30, 40, or maybe future events will eclipse 9/11, the fabled 9/11 … Continue reading NINE/ELEVEN:20

A Gray Hand-Mirror: Curtis Yarvin’s Poetry

image by Tom Will I The subject introduces himself perfectly: Perhaps you have had the misfortune to attend a poetry reading. At least in many places, such as Berkeley, there is a sort of convention for those in the audience who feel moved by a poem. One does not clap (except at the end). But … Continue reading A Gray Hand-Mirror: Curtis Yarvin’s Poetry

“of the Rhizome” – “CATS AND DOGS AND LOVE AND TIME” – “I Wonder Stupidly”

of the Rhizome beneath the bare bald cold dinof light from there and there and therewell seated deep creasedin mid market ergonomic seeing us that saidwith knowing know, and carpaled hands, and legs engorged, so raptwhat we know we'll never cease to know and who we'll be follows who we were until neonates cringe at … Continue reading “of the Rhizome” – “CATS AND DOGS AND LOVE AND TIME” – “I Wonder Stupidly”

Inner Light

This is not a normal effect of acid. That is my first thought, followed by: I have not taken any acid. In fact, I know it’s been weeks since I ingested anything psychedelic. The last time was after the parade in the park. I remember my body grew midsummer roses, my own thorns cut into … Continue reading Inner Light

Hadrian’s Heads Ache

Servianus before being executed asked for fire and exclaimed ". . . as for Hadrian, this is my only prayer, that he may long for death but be unable to die." -- E Thayer, Roman Texts "Where am I?" "Where you're supposed to be minus the gentrification." I remember the old Ali Pasha Cafe of … Continue reading Hadrian’s Heads Ache

Pierre Étaix Drives

A slapstick farce after "Buster Keaton Takes a Walk" by Lorca Characters: Pierre Étaix (in afternoon suit)A Magic G-Shock (metal)A 1/2 Negro Girl (tawdry, with prosthetic vitiligo)A Station Attendant (played straight)A Bridge Player (in porkpie hat) Pierre Étaix’s face is slowly illuminated in the center of a black television screen. It is afternoon in the … Continue reading Pierre Étaix Drives

Bad Dreams in the City that Never Sleeps: The Scary Of Sixty-First and New York Realism

In her 1971 review of William Friedkin’s grimy crime thriller The French Connection, Pauline Kael describes New York as a “city in breakdown.” Films made in the city during the late 60s and early 70s couldn’t help but capture the chaos. As Kael writes, “the hookers and junkies in the freakshow on the screen are … Continue reading Bad Dreams in the City that Never Sleeps: The Scary Of Sixty-First and New York Realism

The Husk

The remains of death must be drowned in the Lake. We had all known this longer than we could remember. But the Lady had died and the Lord didn’t want to give up the Husk. That was the beginning of the trouble. The thing was that he was a young Lord, younger than a Lord … Continue reading The Husk