You can’t have me there.
—El Miguel
Draw me the wind if you can—I asked.
Here it is—he replied,
after dragging the pencil
across the blank sheet
without leaving a mark.
We looked into each other’s eyes—
his face turned serious,
but he snickered inside.
You can’t have me there.
—El Miguel
Draw me the wind if you can—I asked.
Here it is—he replied,
after dragging the pencil
across the blank sheet
without leaving a mark.
We looked into each other’s eyes—
his face turned serious,
but he snickered inside.





