The story of the solar system.

Malgrado tutti I pericoli affronto la radioattività e scappo dalla Ditta.

Hiroshima.

My class and I send 1000 paper cranes to the Hiroshima Peace Monument every other year. We were going to send them to Japan in a few weeks, but might be delayed now, indefinitely because of the earthquake. So, I am sending an haiku instead, for Japan.

A short made up war story, about a pilot who flew in Hiroshima.

War from those who never made it through.

To prevent another Hiroshima, keep nonviolent coercion alive.

Wow Extempore ha-ha! Yes for just once believe me I don’t know whats a second draft twill turn out to be a new poetry…

A haiku poem.

Historical fiction.