Kristina Stykos Kristina Stykos

Outhouse

We stare at the high rise outhouse, rain dripping off its metal roofing, standing in a quiet forest glade connected by fairy paths…

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A Tale of Two Slurries

For those who’ve witnessed concrete being mixed and sent down the chute of a concrete truck, you’ll know the satisfaction of seeing it hit its mark, oozing over a grid of rebar as it fills the form…

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Untainted

I knocked on the first camper, unsure of myself and waited, looking at my boots…

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The Explosion

The mountain watches over me hidden by clouds, or in cahoots with a sunset, reminding my downward dog to look up, not so many months before snow…

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Heavy Lifting

Using rocks, because soil collapses in on itself when it's this wet, they're building a foundation that won't slide down the hillside…

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Led By The Nose

Deep in dark water, the fish replenish what's cold, touching with whiskered snouts & gills of silk, the bottom of the spring-fed pond…

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His Lumber

It's pretty typical for me to say that I can do something in an afternoon, that ends up taking ... an extremely compressed afternoon…

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Shopping for Bread

The store at the lost four corners has a pump, diesel side to the left, and a regular one on the right, if your tank opens on the drivers side…

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My Choice

Earth mover, yurt maker, shaman, volunteer…

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The Yurt Platform

As I’ve said, water pours out of these hills, & you’re either aligned with it, or it’s going to ruin your plans…

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Julie’s Machine

The machine knocked it down faster than I could have, with my nail puller…

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Phantom Dentist

We stood, truck to truck, mine blue, his red, the conversation stuck somewhere between past and present, as he leaned on his and I on mine, scuffling gravel with workman's boots, in the Bristol Beverage Center parking lot, to make up for lost time…

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Wilderness Gates

As spiritual beings living a physical life, I find what helps purge mass media messaging best, is actual mud…

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Unrehearsed Ritual

I did pretty much let go, thinking that "anyone in particular" was going to agree with me…

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Barefoot

I immediately wished to go barefoot…

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Rule of Thaw

It decided to snow 2 feet up here so I turned to paperwork today…

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The Pallet Dump

The map was etched in my mind, or the key landmarks anyway, to get me to the pallet dump to find free materials for my new project: a rack for my truck, to hold rakes, shovels and anything with a long handle…

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