Michael Omelon
Joined May 2021
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Imperceptable Ubituitous, eternal Then the last grain falls.
By Michael Omelonabout a year ago in Poets
The Candlestick Holder
It was summer, the first few days of July, and Michel was in his car, enjoying the pleasant Ontario scenery of verdant green leaves on every maple tree he passed, going over a bridge over what appeared to be “troubled waters”, as his Dad might say.
By Michael Omelon2 years ago in Fiction