It was around the time I graduated from high school that I found Jack Kerouac, and thus began a fascination with the Beat writers. I quickly developed a fondness for Allen Ginsberg, and was thrilled when I heard he was coming to town to perform in a benefit for a local Tibetan Buddhist center. The auditorium was packed, and hot, and the scent of patchouli was thick in the air. As my friends and I found our seats, a group… Read more »