Kafkaesque Handwritings: The unpleasant nightmare of the strange boy

I dreamt that my head had been cut off and was tied to the fins of a fish, which was swimming against the current. Even underwater, the dark shadows of their accusations stretched towards my pink lips.

I dreamt that my heart had turned into a fish, swimming against the current. In complete solitude and silence, it heard the laughter of sea monsters asking: "Are you a boy or a girl?"