Callum : Writing

A Memory is Food for the Flame

A Memory is Food for the Flame

A Poem by Callum


What good does remembering the follies of the path do us? Nothing beyond reminding us of our imperfections or of lessons we might remind ourselves are..
The Worms

The Worms

A Poem by Callum


"...if given a knife and a hand in which to hold it, the mind would eventually eat itself. Not because it wanted to; because it did not want to.&rdquo..
Of Knights and Fares

Of Knights and Fares

A Story by Callum


Fantasy and reality, youth and adulthood. Some are born to come of age, others have coming of age thrust into them.