ari b. cofer

@aribcofer.com

poet, novelist, recovering sad person (she/they) 🌿paper girl and the knives that made her (central ave, 2022) 🌿unfold (central ave, 2023) 🌿randolph mfa alum

my dearest @aribcofer.com asked me to write a love letter for their readers about what kept me alive in july—this strange achey glimmer of a month, cough drop sweet, possible as a piano. here it is, with part of a poem from ‘portrait of my body as a crime i’m still committing’ ☀️

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new poem out with anodyne mag — would love if people stopped the “when are you having babies” question so i can stop saying “i can’t” 🙂‍↕️

Are You Trying to Get Pregnant l ari b. cofer
once, at nineteen, before gerald and i could afford
Plan B, i took seven birth control pills and almost passed out
on the walk home. gerald carried me up the stairs and
tucked me into bed.
if i were ever to get pregnant, i would have wanted it to
have been
in that moment, in the texas pressure cooker heat, on my
twin-sized bed.
i would have asked him to fuck me again, this time, for
real, because
i would have loved being a parent if all it meant to be a
mother was to
love someone enough to carry them home.

In WHAT ABOUT FRANKIE?, Naomi finds a platonic soulmate in the boy next door until circumstance forces the two to grow up, grow without, and decide if history is enough to continue to grow together. ☀️ Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret x We Are All So Good at Smiling ☀️ Black/queer rep #questpit

a photo collage of quotes and other images of friends together from pinterest

it’s wild to finally have the confidence to say that i am proud of the things i write. like, i am loving my work lately. turns out not making self deprecating jokes every hour does in fact help :/

wrote about my relationship to sex over on substack + how complicated it can be when hypersexuality mixes with depression. sometimes it’s hard talking ab this stuff but i also know it is so so important to be honest ab it

Before I understood the gravity of someone else's touch, sex was something of a game to me. In undergrad, the boys in the dorm across the street had a list of places they hoped to fuck before the end of the year, and I was more than happy to help them meet their goals. In the bookstore parking garage?
Check. On a piano in the music hall practice rooms? I'll deny it. In the chapel? Couldn't ever get past the chaplain.I've spent a lot of time unpacking why it felt like the first time I had autonomy over my body was when it was praised by a man who, if I'd met him just one year earlier, would have been considered a predator. Sex can be a way to reclaim your body in the same way that it can be a quick way to lose it. Looking back, it feels like I achieved both that day — I allowed myself to feel good, and I was consumed entirely by a man who wanted something young and vulnerable.I think a lot about my 18-year-old self, who wanted nothing more than to be wanted and would patiently wait for anyone who asked them to. There was a fine line between liberation and self-harm, between pleasure and danger. For all the experiences that I consented to, I can't say I regret them. It was fun to feel something, to let someone feel my body, and to help others feel something because of what my body could do.
But today, sometimes I still feel sore from the work it took to walk that tightrope and not fall onto the wrong side of the bed. I kiss my husband and my friends and remind myself that it is okay to give myself to others as long as I remember to keep parts of myself for myself, too.

when leonard cohen wrote “there’s a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in” do you think he knew that was a bar. like do you think he sat back and was like yeah this fucks

I have a little plea and it's this: please keep posting about things that aren't The Horrors. I am not saying to not look at or be informed about The Horrors. What I am saying—what I am genuinely kind of begging you to do—is keep posting about books and movies and sunsets and pets and joy. Please.

thought i was having normal gentle morning reading time but now Sally Rooney has me unreasonably h*rny and deeply emotional at 7:49am. i thought intermezzo was about chess and grief but this nerd is making me sweaty and also curious about the human condition (?)

my favorite thing about poets is that someone can read an instruction manual and you’ll hear at least 3 poets in the back going “mmmmmm…”

ngl it feels so good not to be so incredibly devastatingly depressed at all times anymore. like. she’s still there Do Not Get Me Wrong but i’m feeling other things now too like joy, relief, etc etc. 15 y/o me would not believe

it’s soooooo embarrassing to describe a WIP to someone who isn’t a writer like ya let me very passionately tell you about these people i made up who live in my head but they are also very real and i would die for them and everything reminds me of them but also sometimes i can’t stand them

and with that hello again bluesky i am happy to be back from this little break i have played an obscene amount of animal crossing and learned how to make a mean green chili chicken taco

took a few weeks off from querying & while the grind never stops ... friends i have to say, that break really did wonders for my noggin. this is your sign to take a break !! from drafting or querying !! your agent is out there and querymanager is not going anywhere and It Is Okay If Things Take Time

if tiktok does end up getting banned in the states, do we already have an alternative in the works? i wanna go ahead and get set up if possible🙃

Submissions for Shō No. 7 are now open • Payment is one contributor copy • We nominate for Best New Poets, Best Spiritual Lit, and the Pushcart Prize • We award $300 in prize money for best poem in issue and best poem by an emerging poet • Average response time is two weeks Reposts appreciated.

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i'm having some wild ghost cramps right now — if you've had a hysterectomy (and kept your ovaries) do u experience this too at the start of your would-be cycle? it's truly like phantom limb of the uterus idk what's going on there but i still haven't gotten used to it