Raw becomes the plight of my exisrence, only to fade into darkness. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2016

A Folded Dream

I lost the sock to take a tour around the world. Where did the sunlight go?Darkness blankets to lonesome sky. My heaviness lingers in soulful dance.Frothy cream whispers secrets to the cup of coffee resting upon my kitchencounter. No one moves after mood swings bring strangulation to bliss. Is there no more music burning a … More A Folded Dream

Arise, Mystical Being

Arise, my pet from darkness. Purple rain saturates mystical beings thrashing their arms. Let a blissful child be contained. His essence bleeds into my heart. (c) Copyright, Kiki Stamatiou, 2020

The Cusp

The cusp my winds shape dances grievously in pitter-patter rains.I stand against deep seated anguishWhere chilled memories defy leisure.For my road left to it’s demise, devours me.


I don’t have much to report. Things have been going alright with my clothing retail job. It’s tiring at times, but good exercise. So far, I’ve lost a grand total of 17 pounds since I started working there back on March 12, 2018. Some have drama going on. I get how most folks have drama, … More Highlights