Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
I want to think outside of the box. I feel cramped, Stale. Too still. Suffocated, some days. One day, I felt shaken awake.
By Rowan Finley 4 months ago in Poets
Read part 1, written by Komal via the link below. The first several hours felt thrilling. "Is this flight really 22 hours and 20 minutes long? That's almost a full day..."
By Rowan Finley 4 months ago in Fiction
I can make a mean mug of meatballs. Don’t be confused, the mug isn’t mean, although the pattern is mesmerizing, so it would seem.
Climb the staircase in my head, better do it now, before I’m dead! The staircase leads to rooms that most people don’t care to see,
Author's Note: This is a collaborative, multipart story. To gain proper context, before reading part seven, please read the following parts to see how the tale unfolds...
By Rowan Finley 4 months ago in Chapters
"You say, 'I’m over it.' But you can’t just get over it that fast. Maybe, you don’t wanna’ talk about it, but you ain’t over it for one hot, little, split pea second.
smoke trail whips, as tail horseback ride continues, long the way, right or wrong? ~ regal pines swoon tall eagle lands on soft cliff edge
Pour out your healing touch on this newborn children. Sustain her life. Sustain her family’s hope and faith. We call out for blessings.
I want the best of the best for you. You are such a vibrant flower, a wonder of motion and imagination. Let your thoughts blow around,
here is a moon boon a beam gleam it seems I almost brought it to you on a silver spoon but I balanced it on my head instead
I lived on brown leaf but then, I flew on red one - cocoon, butterfly!
Part 1, written by Komal, follow the link below: Part 2, written by Rowan Finley, follow the link below: Part 3, written by Komal, follow the link below:
By Rowan Finley 5 months ago in Fiction
