Treasure Island

Sallie Howson


Foreigner In Italy


They love my skin.
“Sweet, sweet brown sugar”,
They say
Their hands running down my back.
“Smooth dark treacle”,
They say.

They love my hair.
Long, long braids
Down below
My cropped top.
Beads jangling
When I shake
My head.
They love the way
It sways,
They say.

They love my breasts,
So full and fresh.
“Juicy grapefruit
Waiting to be squeezed”,
They say.

They love my legs.
Strong and firm.
Muscles taut,
“Like a race horse”,
They say.

They love my arse.
Well curved and plump.
So different from their wives’
Skin and bone,
They say.


They love my smell.
Heavy perfume
I wear
Just for them.
It makes me sick.

I despise them
And their pitiable lives.

Go home you men.
Go home in your big cars.
Go home to your cold respectable wives.
You stinking Italians.
But come tomorrow
And have your fill.
Each filthy euro you pay
Is another shining new tile
In my house back home,
In my Africa.

Submitted: Saturday, April 28, 2007
Edited: Saturday, February 19, 2011

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  • James B. Earley (5/8/2008 10:33:00 AM)

    We do what we must my friend! Is this any different than going to a job....using one's body in exchange for a paycheck? Just wondering. Be well. (Report) Reply

  • marvin brato (5/6/2008 5:11:00 AM)

    Money can buy a house but not a home, buy lust but not love, buy excitements but not happiness, etc. Yes those Italians must have been deprive all these! Great poem, sad but powerful! A 10. (Report) Reply

  • Paul Buttigieg (11/8/2007 2:37:00 AM)

    you have done it..........this has done it..........I have done it.......at last my pleasure....please take my ten

    marvellous delightful........just truly good writing...........and I was captured (Report) Reply

  • Stug Jordan (5/9/2007 5:35:00 PM)

    This poem is VERY clever and brave. It's a poem that men should read and women should continue to write, S x (Report) Reply

  • Susan Ash (4/30/2007 5:27:00 PM)

    No-one wants to think what some women go through just to survive. Happens all over the world. I think you tackled an unpopular subject very well in this poem. Like it very much. I hope more people read and think about it. (Report) Reply

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