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Rice Paper Moon
The day seemed destined
to be an origami swan
except I misfolded it
at each step, its pleats
askew, a twisted coot.
I swim in circles of wishing
to reverse my mistakes.
Then simple midnight
slides me a new page.
Nancy Lael Braun
Nancy Lael Braun divides her time between Sioux City and Lone Tree, Iowa. Her poems have been published in the Aurorean, Barbaric Yawp, The Briar Cliff Review, Iowa City: Poetry in Public, Poetalk, Small Brushes, and TSR: The Southampton Review.