There is that step
where Biggie sprawls.
It's neither up
it's neither down.
But halfway down
or halfway up,
he owns them all.
AA Milne
*A book my sister had
when I was growing up,
a book of poems
by AA Milne.
Pink it was.
And this is the only poem
that stayed.
Funny what lasts
with us.
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