September 14, 2023 | Poetry
You have the ass of a fully grown cherub
Laughlin Cole
When a cherub grows up, he hates angels.
Posts by Laughlin Cole
March 27, 2023 | Nonfiction
The Hunter
Laughlin Cole
The first thing I killed was a coyote. Grandpa pointed out that the coyote was a mother. Her belly sagged a few inches above the grass. Her front right leg caught in a wire trap. Grandpa handed me his
February 24, 2023 | Trip Reports
Third Night on Viibryd Without Eating First
Laughlin Cole
Hallucinated a flaming forest as if lucid dreaming around 9 p.m. Shit myself. Barfed orange slushy chunks.
