A poem for millennials

White picket fence, two-car garage
The two-and-a-half children that you planned
And plot of land
Where your dog can run
With bright green grass and gardens grown
Children laughing on a tire swing
What in the American dream do you mean?
There is no fence, no car garage
Do children fit into the plan?
There’s…
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