Kirenya
@kirenya
A creative studio weaving fiction, nonfiction, and hybrid works that move between dream, structure, and signal. Through multiple pens, I explore layered meaning across stories, essays, and experimental dispatches. Subscribe
A copied word becomes the anthem of authenticity. Its source is later corrected for resembling it too closely. This six-piece set follows that reversal through prose, poetry, civic anthem, bureaucratic cabaret, folk ballad, and dark lullaby.
A dark Mabst folk ballad about a borrowed linguistic body crowned as original while its source is marked strange and made to bow.
A well opens into a room, and a blue cup of “old” water pulls from below—until a hidden door changes the route.
A Mabst satirical piece about monetized intimacy, productized connection, relationship roadmaps, and the feeling of being almost loved.
A Mabst satirical prose poem about sovereign escape, second passports, wealth mobility, and exit sold as a premium right.
A system memo on permission, pricing, and self-belief. Makari traces how intimacy-at-scale scrambles the terms of exchange, then returns to the simplest practice: make something, set terms, stay human.
There is a doorway between dream, fiction, and nonfiction. Kirenya follows what enters through it.
same words, different weather Another from the collection with no name. This series began in a dream that felt like a working session. There were glossy white fields, each holding a single word or object, sometimes both #dreamnarrative #stomari #creativewriting #kirenya #kirenyastudio #conceptualart
From a collection I have been building. Still has no name. ~ #dreamnarrative #stomari #creativewriting #kirenya #kirenyastudio #conceptualart
Strings & Things Pulled by what looks harmless. #satire #mabstama #creativewriting #kirenya #kirenyastudio #conceptualart
After the Last Sip She leaves in light, and the glass keeps the hush a little longer.
A modern parable: unpaid tools, fading sight, cameras above the road, and practice as the quiet force behind “impossible” movement. #dreamnarrative #stomari #creativewriting #kirenya #kirenyastudio #conceptualart
#creativewriting #kirenya A dream-city grows entirely indoors, every door and pathway obsessively rearranged so bodies in motion still receive a distant horizon. Waking, a suspicion lingers: the outside air was off-limits, and the real design problem lives in that hidden rule.
Figures multiply, split, orbit, echo, and gather in water, as if identity is something performed in relation rather than held alone.
The Verdict and the Translation A Fragment by Stomari A public verdict lands fast. A different test arrives later: perception versus naming. The same image, two translations.
A speculative prose poem by Stomari where crosswalk pulse, streetlight, and bodies form a collective chorus of sensation and timing. Part of The City That Speaks in Texture.
In this Makari reflection, the desire to be known becomes intimate and inward. The piece explores the comfort of becoming recognizable, the shelter of being remembered, and the quiet narrowing that occurs when one version of the self learns to stand at the front and speak for the rest.
Translated Moments from My Travels Many images from the studio are visual translations of impressions, scenes, places, figures, and atmospheres gathered through exploration, dreams, memory, imagination, and visits to elsewhere.
Translated Moments from My Travels Many images from the studio are visual translations of impressions, scenes, places, figures, and atmospheres gathered through exploration, dreams, memory, imagination, and visits to elsewhere.