{"id":5849,"date":"2025-12-01T23:02:51","date_gmt":"2025-12-02T03:02:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/?page_id=5849"},"modified":"2025-12-01T23:02:51","modified_gmt":"2025-12-02T03:02:51","slug":"full-moon-over-i-40","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/fall-2025-digital-lit\/full-moon-over-i-40\/","title":{"rendered":"Full Moon Over I-40 \u2014 Ty Zhang \u2014 Fall 2025"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_5891\" style=\"width: 639px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-5891\" class=\"wp-image-5891\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/1188\/2025\/11\/PAIRED-300x199.jpg\" alt=\"PAIRED by BEE LB\" width=\"629\" height=\"417\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/1188\/2025\/11\/PAIRED-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/1188\/2025\/11\/PAIRED-1024x679.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/1188\/2025\/11\/PAIRED-768x509.jpg 768w, https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/1188\/2025\/11\/PAIRED.jpg 1131w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 629px) 100vw, 629px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-5891\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">PAIRED by BEE LB<\/p><\/div>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center\">Full Moon Over I-40<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Ty Zhang<\/p>\n<h6><\/h6>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: center\"><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">&#8220;I venture no more than a low whisper,<\/span><\/i><br \/>\n<i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">afraid I&#8217;ll wake the people of heaven.&#8221;<\/span><\/i><br \/>\n<i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u2013 Li Bai<\/span><\/i><\/h6>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Suspended in clear night,<br \/>\nt<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">he full moon bleeds<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">over the cracked highway.<br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The self-soothing asphalt drinks its fill\u00a0<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">of light,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">scorned in some places by blistering, demeaning<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">fluorescence\u2013a cruder source.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">You glimpsed the truth,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">you think,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">at least part of it,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">sitting at work today\u2013<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">through a window and a door<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">you never open,<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">inside the shadow of a tree<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">that flickered and swayed<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">over the body of another,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">then bloated, then joined<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the sum of dusk.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">In three exits,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">you&#8217;ll be home.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">You know what awaits<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">in the kitchen, by the shoes.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The pale strength of the moon\u00a0<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">has roused your old and dying pains.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">They&#8217;re there now, lined up\u00a0<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">one by one,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">A row of shy, smoldering fires<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">asking for your forgiving arms<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">to rock them back to sleep.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">&#8220;What kind of clouds are those?&#8221;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">she asked you once, long ago<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">and a country away.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">&#8220;No kind,&#8221; you whisper now,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">as the steering wheel languishes<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400\">in your tightening grip.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><b>Ty Zhang<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> (he\/him) is a lawyer, poet, and political organizer based in Albuquerque, New Mexico. His work has recently appeared in <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Assignment Literary Magazine<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Progenitor Art &amp; Literary Journal<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">, and <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Meniscus<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><b>BEE LB<\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> is an array of letters, bound to impulse; a writer creating delicate connections. they have called any number of places home; currently, the space beneath a collapsed ceiling on unceded Anishinaabe land in Michigan. they have been published in <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">FOLIO<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Figure 1<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">, <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">The Offing<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">, and <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Harpur Palate<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">, among others. their portfolio can be found at <\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/twinbrights.carrd.co\/\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">twinbrights.carrd.co<\/span><\/a><span style=\"font-weight: 400\"> and they can be found at <\/span><a href=\"http:\/\/patreon.com\/twinbrights\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">patreon.com\/twinbrights<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/fall-2025-digital-lit\/\">Back to issue<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Full Moon Over I-40 Ty Zhang &#8220;I venture no more than a low whisper, afraid I&#8217;ll wake the people of heaven.&#8221; \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/fall-2025-digital-lit\/full-moon-over-i-40\/\">Continue Reading &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7316,"featured_media":0,"parent":5625,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5849"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/7316"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5849"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5849\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6037,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5849\/revisions\/6037"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/5625"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5849"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}