Teen Poetry Contest Winner for 2008
Anthony DeCapri
King Lab Magnet School, grade 8

Dear Italy

Different people
different tastes
like my tongue’s buds are spread
miles long.

Your rustic feel of green flesh and dusty stone
your never-ending boasting sights
become chapters upon chapters
in my eternal and unfinished autobiography.

You gloat and tease
but in the very end,
you flip leaf and thoroughly satisfy
my thirst for my family’s past.

When leaving, you steal
my unknowing foreign soul
and keep him until I return
which is an absolute promise.