Stories & Artwork by Pi Luna

The pinecone dropped as I scrambled to catch it. There I was, standing in desperation. I had gone to the one place I wasn't supposed to go for hel...

As I was drawing this tree outside my apartment, a three-year-old girl came to look at what I was doing. Excited, she ran up the steps to her apa...

I danced to the chorus of laughter. Too busy choreographing the next routine to notice the others. There was no group for me and no place to be. ...

How do you climb a cliff? "Come on. You can do it. Don't give up on yourself." My face scrunches tight as I feel that impossible burn. Grunt. Some...

Chip, chop, the chopping block failed. It was supposed to be a wasteland--a black forest made of nothing but ash. It was supposed to be so dark th...

Back when people lived in caves and saber-tooth tigers roamed the land, the world was sharp. From the blades of grass to the teeth on those tiger...

What happens next? Johnny leaned forward. His eyes widened as he listened to his uncle tell the story of taking down a bear with a mere pebble. T...

The Earth was told to focus. She was told you have way too much going on and that having so many different types of birds was confusing. She was t...

One of my favorite gifts my dad gave me was a an easel he made. It’s carved out of wood and says “Creativity happens at the border between chaos a...

When the world has gone crazy, we have a choice. We can be empaths ...

Sticks and leaves and twigs – she flew back and forth from tree to light. Her nest was hidden away ...

There was once a Zebra who was tired of running. As soon as they got comfortable ...