Welcome to Liora Writes

Raw poems, truths, and stories; born from fire, built for connection. Featuring the poem "Push"

Photo by Jan Kronies on Unsplash

I don’t write for clicks or comfort.

I write to survive.
To remember.
To tell the truth when the world would rather I forget.

Here you’ll find poems, essays, and stories rooted in trauma, survival, justice, and the sacred mess of being human.

Some were born in fury.
Others in softness.
All come from a place I’ve fought hard to reach.

I’ve lived many lives in one body.
Worked inside systems.
Buried people I love.
Numbed out.
Fought to stay sane.
Held kittens to my chest and remembered what it means to feel whole.

That, too, is part of the story.

This space is for connection and honest witnessing.

It’s for those who’ve been through too much, still feel too much… and are still trying to live anyway.

If that’s you, stay.
You’re welcome to walk with me awhile.

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A note on the move.

My archive used to live on another platform at liorawrites.com. I’ve finished moving the full body of work here to Substack and have transferred my domain, as well. I’m much happier here!

Posts retain their original publication dates. The move is recent, the work is not.

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⚠️A Note on Content & Tone:

The work you’ll find here spans the emotional spectrum. Some pieces are soft and reflective, others are blunt, rage-soaked, or profane when the moment calls for it.
I write from lived experience: military, trauma, neurodivergence, healing, grief, advocacy…And I speak plainly.
This space won’t coddle, but it will hold. You are always invited to engage, disagree, reflect, or step away when needed.

Please consider this a content warning: while my work is always meant to provoke thought, some of the themes could be triggering.

Take care of yourself here.

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Why Subscribe?

I release new work weekly at a minimum, but often more when the words demand it. I'm actively growing this space, building something real, raw, and resonant.

If something here stirs you, I’d love to know.
If there’s something you’d like to see more of, I’d love to know that too.
This isn’t about performance. It’s about presence.
Let’s connect. Let’s go deeper.

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In closing.

Here’s a poem I originally published on May 25, 2025, written in a moment where I had to remind myself to keep going.
Maybe you know that feeling too.

Photo by Devon Janse van Rensburg on Unsplash

Push

Being confident
Never a given
Moment to moment
Depends on within

Sometimes I feel tall
Able to stand out
Others I’m just small
Wandering about

Try to push myself
To be all I can
Not sit on a shelf
To kill my lifespan

I’ve lost so much time
Bent almost in two
Now dropping my rhyme
An empowering view

Now when I cave in
Hiding there in fear
Strive to wake and to
Remind me I’m clear

Sometimes it’s daily
Needing this reset
Try to live bravely
Erase my presets

Whatever it takes
My goal is to build
On what my pain rakes
And tend this new field

My hope is to help
All who have been there
Trusting deep in self
Show they can still care

If I can do this
I think you can too
Life’s easy to miss
You must choose to move

Thanks so much for reading. — Liora
voice through fire | www.liorawrites.com

*Updated 8/20/2025

Thanks so much for reading. If my work resonates with you, come sit by the fire with me. Not everything here is free, but most of it is. I hope you’ll stay awhile.