“We lay on the short grass and looked at the sky, waiting for the tide to go out. Even as we watched… — Jane Rogers Copy Share Image
“I sat down on the grass and looked up at Brae. He was still shirtless and - although it pained me a… — Heather James Copy Share Image
The park grass looked greener, the park benches looked better and the flowers were trying harder. — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“The grass looked wetgreen and pleased. Happy earthworms frolicked purple in the slush. Green nettles nodded. Trees bent.” — Arundhati Roy Copy Share Image
