The Space Between

All that matters of me resides outside my skin. Here I am dross an eye-lid’s flicker but where we meet and what we make there shall never leave the Earth. We have to make precious the space between us. It is humanity’s last hope. Our medium is diamonds if only we will shape them.                                                     Rogan Wolf  … continue reading

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In all our sanctuaries we sit at risk

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