Rowan Writing

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Abandoned Berry

A Poem by Rowan

This strawberry is covered in moldIt sits in the dark on the kitchen tableUntouched as the air grows ice coldAnd no one will know that it is unableBec..

Your Anger Is My Sorrow

A Poem by Rowan

I don't care about making a masterpiece, id rather write what comes to mind and what i feel. this is it.

Winter Morning

A Poem by Rowan

This house,A living body.Steam releasedin the frost of morning,It breathes.Each release of hot air,swirling and flowinginto empty spaceenergy wasted,c..