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ari b. cofer
@aribcofer.com
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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
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meta is pushing me to chat with AI narcissist therapist or AI egg :/
March 23, 2025 at 6:36 PM
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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.
March 16, 2025 at 1:31 PM
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new piece out today with Everscribe Magazine 🫶🏽
a screenshot of the poem “if i see the priest now, maybe forgiveness can help me forget” by ari b. cofer, published in everscribe magazine
March 1, 2025 at 11:38 PM
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what a life we’ve lived, what a love we’ve made
February 14, 2025 at 9:22 PM
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ten years of being in love with my valentine
February 14, 2025 at 9:16 PM
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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
February 13, 2025 at 2:07 AM
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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.
February 5, 2025 at 6:24 PM
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also new in Shō Poetry Journal —
January 12, 2025 at 10:15 PM
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new poem in @shopoetryjournal.bsky.social 💕
January 12, 2025 at 10:14 PM
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2017 (BA) // 2025 (MFA) 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️
a photo of poet ari b. cofer on the baylor university campus in their graduation regalia a photo of poet ari b. cofer on the randolph college campus in their graduation regalia
January 12, 2025 at 1:19 PM
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i got my masters degree

(ari b. cofer, mfa 🙂‍↕️)
January 8, 2025 at 4:30 AM
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excerpts from todays substack that manifested after listening to Growing Up Is Hard by Chelsea Cutler on loop for 2 hours
December 30, 2024 at 9:31 PM
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this week makes four years without self-harm and i talked about that (and how mental health has impacted my relationship) over on substack today 💗
November 27, 2024 at 11:07 PM
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new author photos just dropped like …….. hello. i am a bad bitch and i also write books
November 22, 2024 at 1:52 AM
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if u become my friend expect me to almost exclusively write h*rny love poems about you

(published earlier this year in @passionfruitlit.bsky.social 🫶🏽)
a screenshot of a poem title by ari b. cofer published on The Passionfruit Review a screenshot of a poem by ari b. cofer published on The Passionfruit Review
November 18, 2024 at 3:21 PM
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my fridge exactly one minute after my edible hits
November 18, 2024 at 4:08 AM
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i love writing but hate when i’m drafting and whatever im processing irl unexpectedly appears in the WIP and makes me cry. it feels like this
November 17, 2024 at 11:20 PM
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today’s poem of the day is by Akwaeke Emezi from Content Warning: Everything
November 15, 2024 at 9:34 PM
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remembered the before and after the poetry reading selfies, but neglected to take one while i was there so you have to take my word when i say it was wonderful and i feel so warm and fuzzy after reading to a beautiful and kind group of seattle queers
November 15, 2024 at 3:23 AM
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thinking about this day a while back when i checked in on my husband bc his mood was low and his response reminded me why i married him
November 14, 2024 at 11:25 PM
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hey quick q if you have a cat how do you get your writing done because i achieved a measly 127 words before she interrupted and now i cant move
November 14, 2024 at 2:33 AM
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this poem also lives rent-free in my brain. it gets me every single time
November 14, 2024 at 2:12 AM
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thinking about this poem today — thank you universe for Lucille Clifton
November 14, 2024 at 2:10 AM
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i don’t know if bluesky targets the local algorithm, but if it does and any poetry-loving queers in Seattle see this, i’m reading tomorrow at Charlie’s Queer Books and would love to see ur beautiful face there 🫶🏽
November 14, 2024 at 12:10 AM