Matador Review

A Quarterly Missive of Alternative Concern

tim carter

they came wearing the bodies of children


Immediately they came to clear the scene, wearing the bodies and gestures of children: first they gathered around her husband and carried him off in pieces, starting with his face, then his legs and arms, like heavy furniture. Then they knelt beside her own children and wiped their faces, scrubbed away the colors and edges of their mouths, their understanding of what they'd seen, until they were featureless and smooth and she could not recognize them. Then they carried off the trees, the perpendicular
             car, the few scattered and motionless birds, carried off the mountain and sky until the world was empty. Then they turned to her, loosened the front of her body, coaxed her out, and when they asked her how she felt, she smiled, though she couldn't just then remember why.

Tim Carter lives in Syracuse, NY, and graduated from Syracuse University's MFA program. He now works at a regional theater helping to facilitate arts and music programs from students K-8. Find more poems at