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A gray hoodie will not protect her son from rain or cold, writes Massachusetts poet January Gill O'Neil, but a mother's fears for "the darkest child/ on our street" express a deeper threat from the outside as color and race threaten the safety of the young.

Hoodie

By January Gill O'Neil



A gray hoodie will not protect my son

from rain, from the New England cold.

I see the partial eclipse of his face

as his head sinks into the half-dark

and shades his eyes. Even in our

quiet suburb with its unlocked doors,

I fear for his safety—the darkest child

on our street in the empire of blocks.

Sometimes I don’t know who he is anymore

traveling the back roads between boy and man.

He strides a deep stride, pounds a basketball

into wet cement. Will he take his shot

or is he waiting for the open-mouthed

orange rim to take a chance on him? I sing

his name to the night, ask for safe passage

from this borrowed body into the next

and wonder who could mistake him

for anything but good.

JANUARY GILL O’NEIL is the author of Misery Islands (2014) and Underlife(2009), both published by CavanKerry Press. She is the executive director of theMassachusetts Poetry Festival and an assistant professor of English at Salem State University. Recently she was elected to the board of the Association of Writers and Writing Programs (AWP). January’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming inHarvard Review, American Poetry Review, New England Review, Paterson Literary Review, and Rattle, among others. She lives with her two children in Beverly, Massachusetts.

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