It was one of those family discount haircut stores 

where you get the next of four or five hairdressers.

She was petite, in her early 20’s likely,

tattoos of something on her upper right arm,

short-cropped hair dyed orange,

a small ring in her left nostril,

“And the wolf shall dwell

with the lamb”, Isaiah 11:6

I spotted it in the grassy clearing

in a back-pocket park I’d go to for

the cork-carpet trails more forgiving

to bones and joints. It was a fox, it