a fox

some time ago, when i was slightly younger,
traveling home, I would cross paths with a fox
in the heart of Los Angeles.
a giant tail chasing a tiny frame across the street, under a fence and out of sight
once or twice a week,
sometimes i tried to follow it, or get a better look
the neighbors all said it was a coyote
but i knew
it was a fox.
i saw it.
but its been gone for years now.
and I'm still here