Alejandra Berber

(Septermber 19,1992 / Lynwood, California)

Closing Home


Closing Home
By: Alejandra Berber
Newspaper Poem.



Hey cutie pie
are the first words said.
She notices next door,
three more dead.

Suffering

but in a common place.

Thomas Lauria
98 and under white sheets,
frail...
incoherent-attached.

Where to go if this is home.
95 residents,80 years, gone.
All for millions,
whats the difference.

A ten story building
and a million left untold.

Submitted: Friday, November 02, 2012
Edited: Monday, April 22, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem is based off a newspaper article from 2011 where there was a rehabilitation nursing home that was being taken down because it wa really old. The poem is just summarizing the main points of the article of how old the building was an how important it was for the residents.

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