Tag: Gabriel González Núñez

Our livesare the roadsthat end upat the garden of death. There growrare budsin unknown waysand color variants: black plants,pink cacti,dwarf willow treesand flowers as stars. Gardenersof bony handswith great tendernesscare for the bushes; hummingsweet tunesand even smilewhen they water the plants. Their smilesare the hopethat spawns when they seeas everything turns green. Biography: Gabriel González…