Woefully Human (Without Woe)
Woe is he who is not woe,
For all others shall bring
Their burden of disbelief and suspicion
To the sepulcher of his sorrow.
Woe is she who is not woe,
For her smile will alight
The angers of the sleeping
Sardonic armies of unknowing
Like pincushions of daggers.
My name is Marcelo Asher Quarantotto.I WRITE WITH WORDS, PHOTOS, VIDEOS, WEBSITES AND MUSIC.
I am a father of three beautiful daughters and husband to the most gracious, saintly creature I've ever met. (You'll find pictures of them here from time to time.) I am also a multidisciplinary storyteller.