Tag: Steven Espada Dawson

  • Steven Espada Dawson

    THERE’S A DONUT SHOP IN OJAI, CALIFORNIA that lets you smoke cigarettes. My brotherexhaled through the fingers of a bear claw. Our last breakfast together is stillcaught in my molars. I ash its memory like Parliaments. He told me the jokeabout Noah. How he always kept the skunks in a lifeboat, dragging behind the Ark.In […]