Rowan Finley

Joined February 2019

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

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"Oh, Jeff... I love you too... but..."
"Oh, Jeff... I love you too... but..." She paused. “I’m a vampire and I don’t want to be the one to drain you dry of every ounce of your blood. I’m the last vampire on earth and your blood smells far too sweet for me to be near you any longer. I’m leaving. I’ve got to get as far away from you as I possibly can. You’re just too good to die! Your blood is far too handsome.”
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Fiction
Hitchhiking History, Up Mountains
There is a mountain in my mind, that I’ve never made the move to climb. In sober safety, my feet have been surrounded,
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
I feel, too much, too fast, too soon.
I feel, too much, too fast, too soon. Is it a balmy boon? Or a blasted bomb? In the making? Or for the taking?
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
60 More Random Questions to Answer If You Dare…
1. Do you like eggnog? 2. Who is your favorite Star Wars character? 3. Do you like decorating for Christmas? 4. Favorite milkshake flavor?
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Humans
Fragile Operations
Don’t sit on my chicken, who warms her egg, that rests on the hay. It would not be the best day, with slimy hay, and a broken egg,
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
Gina’s Blind Date Experience (Part 1)
“A blind date?” Gina cringed. She looked at her friend Raquel and rolled her eyes. “So this is your idea of a sending me on an adventure?”
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Fiction
Paradox in the Waiting Room . Content Warning.
Blind justice system, balance mentally impaired with one nipple bared.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
Dreamy Stew
Another painting in the sky, His art never fails or goes awry. You are more beautiful than a sunrise or a sunset, your smile and splendor are the kindest things my eyes have ever met.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
Investigative Imaginative
Aztec remains, woman gains, fresh insight and understanding, as she sees the branding in the earth and rocks, almost as if the ruins still talk.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
Prayers for Her (Pt. 38)
As she stokes the fire, Holy Spirit stir the flames of her desire. Feed the revival that you foster, make her generous, no matter the cost to her.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
What Could Being Equally Yoked With Someone Really Mean?
The Bible talks about being equally yoked. 2 Corinthians 6:14 states, "Do not be unequally yoked together with unbelievers, for what partnership has righteousness with lawlessness? Or what fellowship has light with darkness?" What does this really mean? The purpose of this piece is to delve into what being equally yoked with someone really means.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Humans
I double, triple, quadruple hate you…
I hate your wrecking ways, and your lofty lustful gaze. I hate your bad breath and lisping lies, and all your fancy façades and disguises.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets