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    Red

    By Maria Morisot

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    About this ebook

    This is a book of poems about longing, desire; love, as well as the darker parts of the mind: loneliness, regret; pain.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMoan Lisa
    Release dateJul 14, 2013
    ISBN9781301409471
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    Maria Morisot

    Maria Morisot has been writing poetry since the late 1990’s and has self-published over 150 chapbooks of her own poetry since the year 2012 when she published her first book of poetry, Please Don’t Touch. She works also as a visual artist under the name Moan Lisa, and has been creating controversy and a stir with art since 2011 when she first took up a brush.

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