by Ellen Foley
ONE: Sometimes when someone’s talking to me (especially if what they’re saying isn’t particularly interesting), and there’s a mirror behind them, and the lighting’s flattering, I find myself fighting the urge to look at myself. I think, I look sultry when I listen. TWO: Licking a Q-Tip, inserting it into my ear canal to the point where it brushes my ear drum, spinning it rapidly – I enjoy this immensely. THREE: I love blasting farts. But I will never admit it. Ever.
Ellen Foley is a pseudonym. She lives in Montreal.