I will give you back your ring and internalize the nakedness. I will shave my legs, and button shorts over my waist because the sun feels good on my thighs. I will look forward, as if this is a concept I can truly comprehend, and I will close my eyes. And my cheeks will well with heat, salt, and water. And I will simultaneously be light and heavy. I will be alone for multiplying months and I will ask my mother, “Why don’t they see anything in me?” and I will not want her to answer. I will fall sleep alone again tonight, cat at the foot of the bed.