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I graduated from St. Cloud State with a B.A. in Creative Writing and a minor in Print Journalism in Fall of 2005. While in college I have written for two college news papers, and was an assistant writer for a newsletter. After graduation, I was a web content writer.

I also have a strong interests in the arts. In fall of 2005, I studied art (b&white photography, painting and art history) in Czech Republic. Before that, I took a b&white photography class at Hibbing Community College. Some of my art work has been published in college journals.


Journalism

  • Art Event Sprays New Creativity
  • Drag Show Empowers SCSU
  • J. Otis Powell Emancipates Paramount
  • Cuckoos Nest Well Received
  • Unsigned Bands To Battle For Studio Time
  • Film Festival Eradicates Stereotypes
  • 'Orientalism identifies Arab stereotypes in the media
  • Maya Angelou to Inspire, Entertain SCSU


  • Nonfiction
  • Coastal Geomorphology
  • Land Mosaic
  • Forced To Be "normal"
  • Analysis of Short Story, Pornography, by Ian McEwan
  • Dorothy Parker's Satire
  • Nation of Islam under Malcolm X


  • Web Content
  • For Sale in San Diego
  • Riverview Real Estate Agents
  • Prescott Valley Real Estate Listings
  • North Myrtle Beach Real Estate Agents Real Estate Agents
  • Murrieta Realtor
  • Albuquerque Real Estate
  • Selling a home in Gulf Shores


  • Poetry
  • Lavender Scented Nightmares
  • Devin Divadlo
  • In Waiting
  • Queen of Hearts
  • The Dish Family

  • Saturday, August 19, 2006

    Lavender Scented Nightmares

    The green and gold meadow
    Bleeds lavender flowers
    With flaming petals
    From the melting sun.

    When the fire dies out
    Skull-faced dragon flies
    Pollinate
    Lavender scented nightmares
    They meld with dusk.

    Pungent shades
    Of grey and plum
    Smother the sky.
    The crushing aroma
    Forces me awake
    Until death
    Sends kisses my way.

    I float
    Above a field of cattails
    To Grim Reaper’s
    Baritone breath
    And the rhythmic galloping
    Of his horse
    Close
    Behind me.

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