Terry Allen was still a student in 1968 when he went to Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s storied City Lights bookstore in San Francisco. He saw an anthology of Antonin Artaud’s writing with the gaunt face of the author on the cover. He told Ferlinghetti, “I don’t have any money but I have to have this book.” Ferlinghetti replied nonchalantly, “take the fucker.”
