When I’ve Supped on Fear
- nervetowrite
- Mar 19
- 2 min read
Updated: Mar 20
by Sage Ravenwood
I feared going deaf and then I did. Terrified of
losing sight. Deaf already haunts my bones.
Fear feeds a quiet madness for simple things. Simple
non-threatening, precautionary, better safe than sorry;
I’m sorry, I’m deaf – eye exam things. Today. I’m the
first deaf client the optometrist has seen. Not
helping. What an honor. I was fine, really. How many
ways can you say deaf. I can’t hear you if I can’t see you,
if I can’t, if I can’t speak because this quiet madness
is crawling up my throat. I’m – I am fine. Really.
Five minutes temporarily light blind. Blind
hope/faith – unseen. Back over my left eye
again and again. Breathe. Cowardice traps
eternity in a loop. Memories drag my bed, newly
deaf; please - not this. Isolation chamber. Insomnia,
terrified to close my eyes, immersed in a tomb –
Silent. Dark. Buried. Sleeping – little death.
Panic suckles deaf bones. Finished. Slight deviation, eye-
wear. We’re not done. Waiting for the optician, taste
off. Everyone is staring toward the back room. Crying.
Sobs like a physical thing in the room. Young girl,
Excuse me, excuse me, I’m waiting, flailing - meltdown.
Fear is in my bones too, I whisper. I’m going to miss the honor
society, she whispers. Hysterical, she runs back the way
she came. Someone snarks, her mother needs to get control.
We can’t stop, fear lives in our bones devouring us whole.
Full throttle panic attack. I sensed her turmoil like a physical
blow. Gut punched. I came home, tried to eat, but when
I’ve supped on fear, and it wears my skin, I puke
up what’s left of me. Deaf haunts my bones.

Sage Ravenwood is a deaf Cherokee woman residing in upstate NY. She is an outspoken advocate against animal cruelty and domestic violence. Her work can be found in Grain, The Rumpus, Lit Quarterly, Massachusetts Review, Savant-Garde, Santa Clara Review, Janus Literary, Jelly Bucket, Colorado Review, Pangyrus, 128 Lit, Ponder Review, Saranac Review, MORIA, Indianapolis Review, South Dakota Review, and more. Her book, Everything
That Hurt Us Becomes a Ghost is available from Gallaudet University Press.
