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StoryIf's and but's, and memories trevor_mossop18 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Interview trevor_mossop08 years 9 months ago
StoryOne Too Many trevor_mossop08 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Memorial Tree trevor_mossop18 years 11 months ago
StorySlurry trevor_mossop28 years 11 months ago
StoryAnd so, the holiday is over - Happy New Year trevor_mossop08 years 11 months ago
StoryBoxing Day (2016) trevor_mossop18 years 11 months ago
StoryFuture, Now, Past trevor_mossop18 years 11 months ago
StoryWaste Not trevor_mossop28 years 11 months ago
StoryWhen Dad Reads The Christmas List trevor_mossop18 years 11 months ago
StoryiPad Flat, Paper Flat trevor_mossop19 years 3 months ago
StoryMindful trevor_mossop010 years 4 months ago
StoryWords Can Hurt, I know I speak! trevor_mossop010 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Future trevor_mossop010 years 4 months ago
StoryWhere am I? trevor_mossop010 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Magnificent Fighting Pen trevor_mossop110 years 4 months ago
StoryCLAUSTROPHOBIC trevor_mossop111 years 3 months ago
StoryBLINK trevor_mossop011 years 3 months ago
StoryBellies getting bigger! trevor_mossop111 years 3 months ago
StoryANXIOUS, PARANOID, LOST IT! trevor_mossop111 years 3 months ago
StoryA SHORT DIARY trevor_mossop011 years 3 months ago
Story5. Susans Tale Part 1 trevor_mossop011 years 3 months ago
Story4. The Hoax trevor_mossop011 years 3 months ago
Story3. Invisible George part 3 trevor_mossop011 years 3 months ago
Story2. Invisible George Part 2 trevor_mossop011 years 3 months ago

My stories

If's and but's, and memories

A hundred thousand if's and but's, Sailing, in a sea of what could be's. A multicoloured seascape, A place of dreams and fantasies. They're bobbing...

The Interview

Turn around, and see your past, Gaze upon your twists and turns. Things you once thought would last, Like scars from cuts or scolds or burns. The...

One Too Many

In between the aches and pains, His belly starts to grumble. And somewhere in the black of night, His hands reach out to fumble. But he can't eat, If...

The Memorial Tree

Of all the things in life, That you can have and hold. Of all the friendships shared, With loved ones young and old. Their names upon the baubles,...
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Slurry

A new and sweet aroma, Is filling up the air. Feel free to take a deep breath, There's lots of it to share. It's deep inside your nostrils, clinging...
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