I had recollected myself from the impertinent

I had recollected myself from the impertinent psychomagnets of the world. I walked among them now, my hairy belly to the wind, taunting their advertorial compulsions. As for pity,

well I was having none of it. I would escape to Phuket and charter a boat to go diving for my photography hobby. I loved take pictures of Thai people spear fishing or coral fish

juggling. But my love for photography evaporated when a memory surfaced in my mind-I was the killer. I had always been the killer. My memory was jogged by the rocking of the

cradle & my mommy singing a lullaby to me. So, I HAD been reincarnated...again! As I lay in my cradle, I wracked my infantile brain: Where was my camera? Where did I hide the body?

Why do I have tentacles? This last question shocked me into a new reality: I was the legendary Squidgirl. Suddenly, the roof blew off and the walls fell away. I could see every

nook and cranny I had ever imagined as a child. My mum designed my costume, regardless of the scene, since she was a professional costume designer at the Steppenwolf Theatre.

My costume was that of a dike. During my brief but important role and was supposed to fail. When the dam broke

broke loose from her stall and the colt went with her. I had left it in my saddle. The townspeople were all giving me the fuzzy eye. Then I remembered I was dressed like a dyke.

There was nothing left for me to do but become the village idiot. I spent my last days sitting on the cemetery wall and peeing in my pants for spare change. I liked my job.