I don’t think those foxes are ever coming back
with that baby.
They had that look about them, you know?
Like a couple of foxes that have always wanted
a baby and couldn’t have one of their own
for whatever reason. I’m not an expert
on fox fertility and other mysteries in the night.
We all couple and uncouple in various ways,
and wish for things.
I imagine it’s the same for foxes.
They are, after all, mammals.
Even now, that baby could be tucked up safe,
drinking fox milk,
wondering what it’s all about,
or how this life began.