Re: Lit Up: Confessions of a literary cannabis smoker

The other day, my pal, Akinyele Sadiq, took me aside. “The first time I read Allen Ginsberg’s poem Howl I couldn’t make sense of it,” he said. “Then I smoked hashish and understood.” Ginsberg would applaud. Howl can be read and appreciated without the benefit of intoxicants, but they can ... Read More