Jocelyn Lee
Bio
I like to write things :)
Stories (2/0)
Red Velvet
The gravel grumbled beneath the car's tires as she pulled us into the parking lot - the gospel music she insisted on playing before service quickly dwindled down in decibels - no longer audible as she took the key from the ignition and gathered her purse from the floor.
By Jocelyn Lee6 years ago in Families
Me and Johnny, Johnny and I
They couldn't tell us nothin' bout our love. They wouldn't know it if it slapped their momma cross they face! Love is much more than dingy street oils and perfumes. It's more than fancy underwear that makes your crotch itch—more than what the whole town could ever grasp about what love was, but yet everyone in the town knew about me and Johnny. Johnny and I. Most all of them disapproving, shaking their heads like they been in and up, out and about, knowing all there is to know about us. Johnny was always out on that boat—fishing for a living. But we like to call them voyages. That's the picture he would paint bout his trips when he'd come home and explain 'em to me. Once he told me 'bout how this humongous Kraken attacked the ship when most everyone was sleeping and how he leaped overboard and pierced the creature with his tiny little ole' fishing rod! Could you imagine?! Or the time a mermaid got caught in a net and tried to seduce my Johnny—telling him how he could live with her under the water and see things he'd never seen. I asked Johnny if he had thought about going with her—the mermaid. He admitted to thinking about it for a few seconds but said he didn't need to explore any other worlds cause he got paradise with me.
By Jocelyn Lee6 years ago in Humans