just not quite, but almost-

always falling short,

not quite measuring up,


not quite sweet enough,

but almost

not quite tall enough,

but almost

not quite smart enough,

but almost

not quite good enough,

is not good enough at all-

always falling short

never being chosen

never being a part of

of almost grabbing that golden ring

that’s almost within reach

reaching for something that’s almost

within your grasp, almost

within your mind, almost

within your soul, almost

more than you can dream,




you can hope.


**laugh, laugh**

**laugh, laugh**

…but all he had were…

and you stop. nothing.

there is no word there.

it’s not on your tongue,

not on the tip or

hiding underneath,

and you haven’t swallowed it.

it never came out of your head.

you look at your sister as if it might be

on her face

no, it’s not there, stupid woman

it’s still in your head!

look there!

and you do

but it’s not

there, that is.

your head is blank

it’s like a black balloon on the inside,

just some air and black

and expanding

but you need that word.


right now!

where is it?

what is it?

forks? pictures? apples?

no… no… no…

your hands are fisted

and you can feel

how red your face is getting

you cast your eyes

here and there

hither and yon

and shake your hands


the word is right there!




and the black balloon of your mind


more and more

until you feel that it must be

as big as the universe

and as empty

as your Ben & Jerry’s ice cream container

at the end of the movie

you KNOW the word.

you DO.

WHAT is it?

your sister starts to prompt, now

apples? bananas?

pineapples? kiwis?


no, no…

uhm… cherries?

no… o

oh! oh!


but all he had were oranges and I wanted lemons, so I

didn’t buy anything.

**laugh, laugh**



tbcs1Welcome to The Black Cat Speaks. Here I will speak of my pain and my pleasure as I can. I will share images that appeal. This will not always be a comfortable place to visit, but I hope you will bear with me as life happens as it happens. Typically, when life is going well and I am happy, I am too busy to sit and put words onto paper. It is when life causes pain that I am drawn to try to expel the pain by finding words for it. Whatever the pain, grief, neglect, jealousy, it helps to define it by putting it into words. Please share your response to my words with me so I will know what they make you feel.