Photo-Essay: The Beat Goes On
By Seth Brigham
It would be the last gathering of the first generation of “beat writers.” I felt compelled to document this event, unaware of my own condition, an increasing mania.
By Seth Brigham
It would be the last gathering of the first generation of “beat writers.” I felt compelled to document this event, unaware of my own condition, an increasing mania.
By Goirick Brahmachari
Every fucking word is holy!
Holy marriage, Holy infidelity.