The Library of Ashes
Here, every poem is a smoldering page — whispered confessions, soft ruins, and sacred rage. Wander newest to oldest.
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I’ve Got Moths In My Stomach – A Gothic Love Poem About Attraction and Vulnerability
They say it’s butterflies. But this feels different— like moths, fluttering harder when the light fades into night.
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I’ll Keep Living (Moving Toward You) – A Poem About Choosing Love Without Losing Yourself
I won’t say I’d die for you— that’s cliché. But I will say this: I’ll keep living for you. I’ll keep moving toward you.
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Just Visiting – A Poem About Not Feeling at Home
I was forced to call this place home, because this is where I was born— it never felt like home, just a place I was visiting. A confessional poem about identity, displacement, and finally naming the feeling of never quite belonging where you started.
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Toward Somewhere I Can Breathe | A Poem About Longing, Disconnection & Finding Home
A poem about feeling disconnected since fourteen, longing for somewhere that feels like home, and finally understanding that the journey isn’t about escape — it’s about alignment.
Poetry by Rowan Evans 