
Every day when Reginald got home from school wash his hand and then eat his dinner and go outside to water the flower pot full of dark black dirt
I stared off in life as an artist butI haven't done any art work in the last few years. Now with the computer I am back in it. What I am trying to do is use words as form and reduse them to an object. To hear me reading some of my poems go to davidepatton.blogspot.com and strow down to the botton of the page and click on the player. At this site click on the art to enlarge