“Zen” and “Here” by Ashley Lawrence
Here
On the road the taste of
fear lingers since the
canyons caved in
I count mile markers
and minutes
feeling each one like
hole punches in the sky
here
but always lifetimes away
now flickering ashes guide me
down to Westwater
my first encounter with the Colorado
at the bank I wonder
if she wants me
as bad as I want her
Zen
Lean in, who drew the
zen garden on Grand Mesa
we should have a ceremony
and throw sand back to
the ocean, in the rivers of time
quartz flakes shimmer as we swim
through Lava Falls rapid
nectar water, I am
lost on you