3 Poems by Juliette Sebock from Fevers of the Mind Anthology Issue 1

Afraid, Animal, Cat, Cool Remeras

Scaredy-‘Fraidy-Post-Traumatic-Stress Cat

My cat is skittish, and
by that, I mean
he runs to hide
if you look at him
the wrong way
and tries to slip
under a car
when he hears
an engine which,
I'll admit,
is a bit of
antithesis.
He fights me when
I try to slide his shirt on
but he calms down,
comes down,
almost immediately
when I do.
He gets angry
if you sit
in his favourite chair,
but will jump
in your grave
seconds after you
rise.
But,
in all this,
we're a perfect
pair,
because
I'm a 
scaredy-cat,
too.
I jump
when a friend
shows up
without
warning
and have to
close my eyes,
shut my ears,
if there's a 
plane crash
on TV
or if,
in the opposite
lane,
a pair of headlights
can just
be seen.
I tense up when
a text tone
dings
or the telephone
rings
and at least
a hundred
million
other
little 
things.

Fracture(s)(d)

The room gets darker as the light grows brighter.
Your heart beats, thumps, throbs,
While the clock
                      tick, tick, tocks.
Light, dark, thump, tick-tock
           Their voices melded with
                                      madness.
The globe spins, clouds move,
           brown cow jumps over a gibbous moon.
The voices fade as the babe wails
            "Why?" and the nursemaid quiets
             its deafening cry.
Firmly in the vice, wish it more tight,
           As the tick-throb-tock keeps beating,
Then you breathe.
Suddenly, you're pulled from numbing water.
The cow, the child, the nurse, the clock
All within your head.
That dreadful place of dark,
Vibrant in a dream.

Grief for Sale

Trauma is not a commodity,
You can't pick it up at Walmart,
on Amazon, eBay.

But it seems like some people
think it's available
for purchase by a select few.

Someone should tell them
that you can't rent someone else's
grief.

Juliette’s Bio from 2019:

Fracture(s)(d) previously appeared in my chapbook , Mistakes Were Made and Scaredy-‘Fraidy-Post-Traumatic-Stress Cat is part of a chapbook manuscript How My Cat Saved My Life and Other Poems. Juliette Sebock is the author of Mistakes Were Made and had work in many publications. She is the founding editor of Nightingale & Sparrow, runs a lifestyle blog, For the Sake of Good Taste, and is a regular contributor with Marias at Sampaguitas. She curated the Screaming from the Silence anthology series and working on a variety of personal and freelance projects. When she isn’t writing (and sometimes when she is), she can be found with a cup of coffee and her cat, Fitz. Juliette can be reached at Juliettesebock.com

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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