THREE SHOTS THROUGH THE WINDOW OF A SYNAGOGUE IN INDIANA, a poem by Daniel Blokh, featured on Life As Activism

Every bullet is aimed for sky.
the thin white one carrying my father and mother
only happened to be interrupted. The trajectory
was stopped by another home, a different country.
Here, no one would be turned away. Here,
every synagogue was more than a path
to an exit wound.
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