Halfway between confession and raw poetry, The God of the Woods by Liz Moore disturbs, captivates, and leaves a lasting impression on the soul. Each page is a mirror, each sentence a gentle detonation that cracks the walls we impose on ourselves. This isn't a read. It's a confrontation. With ourselves. With what we keep silent. With what we feel but don't dare name. The author, with a sharp but sincere pen, takes us where few dare to go: to the heart of raw desire, vibrant solitude, and the truths we prefer to ignore. "The God of the Woods by Liz Moore" isn't for everyone. But if you have the courage to open the first few pages, prepare to never see things the same way again.