Excerpt from The Shelter Cycle by Peter Rock, plus links to reviews, author biography & more

The country opened up as we came out of the canyon. It was so windy in the open; we always had dust in our mouths. We kept walking, past an old tepee my dad had set up, past round oil tanks that were waiting to be buried. People would live inside them, once the world all around us was no longer here.

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