Alex Kadi

Alexandra Maria Kadinopoulou

Alexandra Maria Kadinopoulou

Holes in my Clothes

Stitches and sutures and thorns in my veins,

being alive means being contained.

A cloth is a cloth by any other name,

wether dined on by moths or new, all the same.

Since patches and holes do not make a person,

Why do we cling to the habit that’s worse than:

Judging a book by the paper that binds it?

Judging one’s looks by the garments that hide it,

Is seeing the vessel, but not the soul inside it.

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