By Prince George’s County Ex-Pat
The boy's mother, Michelle Poindexter, gripped the yellow police tape and wailed, yelling to the small group of neighbors huddled on the other side.
"All you spectators? Go ... [?] home," she cried. "My son dead. My son no gangbanger. He ... 14 years old."
One neighbor was sitting on her couch when she heard "what must've been about 20 shots fired."
"They must've been chasing someone," she said. "All you could hear was pow, pow, pow, pow, pow."
Later, neighbors in hoodies and sweatshirts huddled together under the streetlamps. A few shared cigarettes, their eyes focused on the door of a home behind the police tape.
Ebonics, hoodies, and violence.
Sounds like an Amish barn raising.
At the Chicago Tribune.