Third year English student at Ryerson University Alex Heath submitted to The Continuist team a couple of weeks ago, and boy are we glad she did! Heath has produced a gripping and descriptive piece that will keep you hooked until the very end. So sit back and prepare to be taken aback by this wonderful poem.
I tried my best
when we meet,
my brown doe eyes will draw you in,
but not enough to keep you from telling your friends later on
that I lack personality.
the careful heart shape of my lips, while nice to look at,
will fail to detract from the fact that I am
helplessly incapable of using them to maintain a worthwhile conversation.
my porcelain skin
wrapped tight over long limbs,
won’t disguise the trembling of my index finger when I point at something I hope you’ll find
even mildly amusing.
all saccharine and polite and graceful,
will be endearing at first,
but you’ll eventually grow tired of the seemingly-false sincerity of my smile.
I’ll wonder what I did wrong
while you wonder why you even bothered.