Kirenya
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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→ https://www.yes.kirenya.com/
The Bram Archive • Dossier No. 27 • The Reversal Case • Index open.substack.com/pub/kirenya/...
The Bram Archive • Dossier No. 27 • The Reversal Case • Index
Mabstama. Dossier Index for The Reversal Case. The same institution that revoked a writer for “algorithmic contamination” later celebrated her granddaughter for “synthetic co-creative integration.” Th...
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Qualified, Pending Capacity open.substack.com/pub/kirenya/... Value Theater • Not [x], exactly, but A degree arrives before competence does. A Mabst poem on educational signaling, authorized readiness, and the credential as promissory note. www.yes.kirenya.com/t/value-thea...
Qualified, Pending Capacity
Mabst • Value Theater • Process & Drafts. A degree arrives before competence does. A Mabst poem on educational signaling, authorized readiness, and the credential as promissory note.
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in a world of personalities
Mabst. In this Mabst poem, personality becomes public ceremony. Wisdom, kindness, brilliance, generosity, maturity, and courage become titles a person wears to be recognized. Crowns, mirrors, altars, ...
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Who Are You open.substack.com/pub/kirenya/... Three verdicts, one offense: being unlike the judge. A song-poem about sovereignty over your own dreams, thoughts, and feelings.
Who Are You
Mabst. It began as a note. Three verdicts: dreams unreal, thoughts unacceptable, feelings invalid. All for the same offense: being unlike the judge. The note kept one question, and the question grew a...
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Figures multiply, split, orbit, echo, and gather in water, as if identity is something performed in relation rather than held alone.
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
After the Last Sip She leaves in light, and the glass keeps the hush a little longer.
I went to bed confused. The crowd became angrier. More hateful. More frustrated. And, for some reason, more confused. Listen. Look. STOMARI #ShortFiction #DreamFiction
www.yes.kirenya.com/p/mabst-the-... The full set is now live. A meeting. A letter. An estimate. Four chairs enter a relationship declared direct. Party B turns Party A’s questions into evidence. Party D writes one word to the room. The relationship remains Direct, 100%. #InstitutionalSatire
The Direct Relationship Had Four Chairs
Four chairs, two declared parties, one proprietary estimate, and a room that keeps responsibility moving.
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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.
Last night I walked through a corridor lined with doors, each one labeled with a quality people claim to want: clarity, freedom, love, success, peace, recognition. Behind every door was an office... www.yes.kirenya.com/p/on-the-cor...
On the corridor
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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.
