Rowan Finley

Joined February 2019

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Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.

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5 Things I've Learned Working as an Academic Advisor
Working at a local state college as a full-time employee for nearly eleven years has provided me with many great opportunities and learning experiences. I would like to share five of the main things that I've learned from working in the departments of admissions, student affairs, and academic advising. If you are considering working at a college in student services, then this writing piece could help you as you interact with college students.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Education
Creative License
Today, I went to the DMV to get my creative license. When I got there, they asked me if I had twelve different things... - My signed social security card
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Edible Cubicles
Waffles are my vice So I waffle back and forth Hide in waffle squares 🧇 What a tasty sight Edible cubicle bite
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Bang
Trying so hard not to be triggered, BANG, it happened, AGAIN. The bullet of shame shoots out. The bullet of anger explodes.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Our Father Sees
We know you see us, Father in Heaven, just like you discipled the remaining eleven. The Holy Spirit fell down like fire,
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Prayers for Her (Pt. 30)
I pray that she would see the beauty all around, that she’d keep her head held high, not toward the ground. Surround her with powerful praise,
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Imperfect Adoration
How I need you more! Jesus, you, I do adore. You know what’s in store.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Cries of Candle
Human heart hardly flickers Saddening sight Through dark night Alone Again Burn me At both ends At least Until I’m
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Blasted
I am a bubble, floating and gloating, in the gracious, fastidious air, without a care! When I pop, I pop, there’s nothing to stop it.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Didn’t Know
They make me feel… Insecure, angry, inadequate, on edge, like they’re going to throw me under the bus any second, shameful, sad, pathetic and so many other things I should not write here.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
War of the Rooms
War of the the rooms Loomed Chase of the night Sighting Man scooped her up Abrupt He raced away Gray Faces pierced the nightly dew
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
There Once Was A Little Old Maybe
She laughs and crafts joy Acting and churning up jokes Attention, she grabs
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets