Woodlane Windows – Ella Tiller-Collins and Hailey O'Gorman

First Year Creative Writing Student Hailey O’Gorman collaborated with fine arts student and flatmate, Ella Tiller-Collins, in an intriguing Woodlane Windows installation available from October 14 – 21⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ 2019.

hailey.+window.jpg

Tonsillitis’ by Ella Tiller-Collins


My Body is Built of Bovril

 

My bones are built

of bisousuous beef paste,

not at least a dear yeast paste,

for that is my bavarois brother.

This is beef paste,

my own beef paste,

for my body is built of Bovril.

 

I worked at the office,

but not anymore.

culturally hated,

I could only hate,

for my body is built of Bovril.

 

I am no invalid,

and I am above norm.

I am fully adept,

perfect, in both colour brown and

my delicious,

bulbous forme,

for my body is built of Bovril.

 

Bothering in bovine businesses

are now my dealings,

bewitching and bespoke,

where I seal the deal

on diluting down donkeys

to become the broth of my blood

for my body is built of Bovril.

 

And yet!

my eyes cannot see,

and my mouth is just junk,

and my hands cannot feel,

and my flesh is phlegm.

I am a man made of the gunk

that sleeps at the bottom of your sink, sunk!

a man unmade of meat,

but a boy, bold and scared,

for my body is built of Bovril.

 

Now nobody buys my donkey bits,

So I changed my ways,

and gave it all to science.

John Lawson Johnson was the first

to taste my sick ichor.

He would study me,
love me,
and put me to cook

because my body is built of Bovril.

 

But my juices he did desire,

he was hungry,

an unquestioned gluttony;

my body has been taken from me,

and I write this dead,

And woefully say to you,

And those who do eat me,
I do warn thee,
That thy body is built of Bovril.


by Hailey O’Gorman

You can keep up with Hailey Instagram @haileys.crimes. To find out more about the Woodlane Windows, follow them in instagram @woodlane.windows