Rowan Finley

Joined February 2019

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

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My Mind’s Eye
“In my mind’s eye, I can see forever…” “Brother, what is it really like to see forever?” “It’s as if I am running at the speed of light, through all the different landscapes of the whole world.”
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Fiction
When Hamlet Stole Juliet from Romeo
Hamster friction spins Hamlet helped Juliet Loving, warming, wins
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Poets
I'm No Match for Winter's Strike
Winter strikes proudly Numb limbs and appendages Last match in matchbox
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Poets
Berganashio - Chapter 28. Top Story - January 2026.
Jovie and the three small totters made it back to the waterfall. The totters had refreshed themselves with the cool water. They caught several fish and cooked them over a small fire.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Fiction
The Letter You’ll Never Read
I poured out my heart and soul to you but was I altogether blind? Because, suddenly, you changed your mind. I had the letter ready for the first date,
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Poets
Berganashio - Chapter 27
"I still just don't understand why war is necessary. The fairies can't be that bad. The sea-wolfs on the other hand..." Pori scooped Bry up into her arms and combed his unruly hair with her fingers.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Fiction
Pine needles thread rays of sun
Pine needles thread rays of sun, as the day is nearly finished and done. You have won and you have the final say, despite doubts of dreary, dappled gray.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Poets
Berganashio - Chapter 26
The fangs of the sea-wolfs snapped at the totters. "The tree! Over there!" Papa yelled, as they dodged the aggressive attackers.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Fiction
No More Wheelchair 🦽
You saw me when I needed healing, you were there, kneeling. Your hands felt warm, in a moment, you healed my tiny form.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Poets
You Told It What to Say
Tears, as razors, slice my face. Her words, through the years, crush me again and again. For a few moments, I long to escape the insecurities,
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Poets
Yours Truly, Scammed
They were so desperate, that they fell in love with the scammers. They didn’t care that they were being lied to, because at least, it was company anyway.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Poets
Berganashio - Chapter 25. Top Story - December 2025.
Kunya awoke to the smell of breakfast that included chai and cinnamon flavored hot tea. "Good morning, Kunya!" The two merfarie princesses, Pori and Villi, greeted her. They sat comfortably around a small table. The morning sun was shining beautifully through the window panes. For a split second, the sun glinted off of the small bottle that hung around Pori's neck.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Fiction