Clock's ticking.

I want to see the design in everything.

You said I really needed to stop being the security, I was the bartender only.

Here’s something. It will take the edge off.

And I want to be held. And I want someone to hold onto. 

When did my life begin to unfurl?

No mistaking when Ray's in the neighborhood. 

Rachel Turney, Ed.D. (she/her) is an educator and artist located in Denver. Her poems, research articles, reviews, and drawings can be found in a variety of publications. Rachel is passionate about immigrant rights, teacher support, and empowering other artists. She is a Writers’ Hour prize winner and Best of the Net nominee. Her photography appears on a few magazine covers. Rachel runs the popular online reading series Poetry (in Brief). She is on staff at Bare Back Magazine

You think I’m a sick puppy?

five months not speaking twenty generations of fruit flies

I’d put faith in our bodies—four tall boys to one small girl—to keep time.

Every day there’d be new content of me scaring the bejeebies out of her in unexpected places.

On acts of resistance.

Sonic remedies for anxiety.

He's a good man, Savannah.

That unknown, unquantifiable thing.

New year, new mixtapes.

Happy holidays, kids.

If you want to be a better writer, read more.

New experiment on Fives and Favs.