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Sequins In noisy silence frayed threads unstitch my soul. My lover saw me naked yet judged me neither black nor white; stitched me a garment of sequins: black and white, radiant in Christ’s light. In joyful silence this frayed soul mends, soaked in numinous life. © Craig A Roberts, 2021