<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Mollie Mardel]]></title><description><![CDATA[Mollie Mardel]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2026 05:17:49 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[advocate]]></title><description><![CDATA[Let me break even  with the odds. There’s no ecstasy in winding down, but please believe it isn’t excruciating either. I’ll bet that...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/advocate</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67b72594cefb4b91730def20</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 20 Feb 2025 12:53:19 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_d2274ab78c5043e49147d56d5d706805~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[children of january]]></title><description><![CDATA[All you wanted was to run back and forth to that forest puddle and  throw sticks to the muck, ruin a pair of  good shoes with the brown,...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/children-of-january</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67b7253a67962ca190c39e46</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 20 Feb 2025 12:51:49 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_42506722248c48cfbc0ca0eeeea2f01a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[the wishing well’s chamber holds]]></title><description><![CDATA[Kings and queens and dreams emblazoned on sleeping copper, waiting for you to believe that the name they gave to you, hope had already...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/the-wishing-well-s-chamber-holds</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67b724cfcefb4b91730ded30</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 20 Feb 2025 12:50:26 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_a3d6c5a418c74e1299ea7e7b3d3bbf1e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[eso sí que es (it is what it is)]]></title><description><![CDATA[If we can concede we are stubborn, then we can admit we are scared.  Tethered to a single safe rivet,  our trodden path will only ever be...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/eso-s%C3%AD-que-es-it-is-what-it-is</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67b7206bbdf6b0ea57501ebc</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 20 Feb 2025 12:31:01 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_46502d49415261446a6e77~mv2_d_3885_5820_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[exhibit z]]></title><description><![CDATA[Have you ever visited the museum  of a poignant poem? Seen the slapdash draft that didn’t cut the tongue as desired,  stoppered behind...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/exhibit-z</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67b7201e33bf24d56fdec9e4</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 20 Feb 2025 12:29:48 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_5ee47cf7c7364e5c8c32f9dce3fff1d2~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[memento mori]]></title><description><![CDATA[Yes, we detonate. There is no greater gift. No more of a reason to mar the roguish image of indifference;  to use so what with dignity...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/memento-mori</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67b71fb033bf24d56fdec86f</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 20 Feb 2025 12:28:10 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_4979774d374151545a634d~mv2_d_2768_4112_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I wouldn’t necessarily call them commandments]]></title><description><![CDATA[but here they are. Love.  Always and first. Understand that the word ‘unconditional’ will circulate, and it is a word that drives the...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/i-wouldn-t-necessarily-call-them-commandments</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67b71f52bdf6b0ea57501b25</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 20 Feb 2025 12:26:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_810bc8131d924290bf848653ff16add4~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[observations via King’s Cross St. Pancras to Cadogan Hall]]></title><description><![CDATA[A warning: this is not poetry, as much as it is a montage. There is nothing poetic, or rhythmic, intended here—but you may observe that...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/observations-via-king-s-cross-st-pancras-to-cadogan-hall</link><guid isPermaLink="false">679376e9687bcd2288645195</guid><category><![CDATA[Articles, Thought Pieces & More]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jan 2025 11:53:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_525a35544b46706461574d~mv2_d_4000_5062_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[they, the maestros]]></title><description><![CDATA[there’s barely half an hour from spotlights and stagehands, to  streetlights—to the rattle of keys in their small apartment door. they...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/they-the-maestros</link><guid isPermaLink="false">677ecde0b15a08b7d58c0831</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2025 19:16:35 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_46766d776c6f4962436551~mv2_d_4481_3026_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[love slow]]></title><description><![CDATA[There’s a trap we’ve all set for ourselves in our pendulum lives. Crushing needs. Administered by two types  of moments that we can all...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/love-slow</link><guid isPermaLink="false">677eccf1958026b3ec8ab52f</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2025 19:10:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_6eddfcec151d425ebba1e8d03817a5fd~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Reviewing The Island House by Amanda Brittany]]></title><description><![CDATA[Reviewed by  Mollie Mardel Rating: 9.4/10  02. 01. 2025 I picked up The Island House by Amanda Brittany  after an extended reading lull,...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/reviewing-the-island-house-by-amanda-brittany</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6776ab0d8428a0fa66ca993b</guid><category><![CDATA[Articles, Thought Pieces & More]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jan 2025 15:12:28 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/604d18_78603d5ed6bc46a48d80493f257f4951~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_474,h_727,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[if we’re talking criminals]]></title><description><![CDATA[Is there a reason some stopped being children and then stopped understanding being young? Who pulled the wool and elected to run? Why...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/if-we-re-talking-criminals</link><guid isPermaLink="false">676df41a36d9bd8206571430</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 00:27:04 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_a2368b10638147d9a7f88bce3df55346~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[when peace feels far away, remember]]></title><description><![CDATA[—peace is but a brother  of a phrase; self-preservation.  Existence is not your debt; you do not owe anyone  concessions from your...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/when-peace-feels-far-away-remember</link><guid isPermaLink="false">676df3d4e7cfced28ee683ef</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 00:25:35 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_8d60e9f0e62e4631b4d8445d9a09f6ce~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[the first verb at the end of the world/legacy]]></title><description><![CDATA[It remains true that people are so obsessed with the madness and method and meter of their death, that they’re dodging  the much more...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/the-first-verb-at-the-end-of-the-world-legacy</link><guid isPermaLink="false">676df39be7cfced28ee68354</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 00:24:22 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_6631574d4a5238704c716f~mv2_d_5464_3640_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[where words fail]]></title><description><![CDATA[I know of a little antidote: some call it loyalty, some don’t know it by a name. Having someone’s back is more than hands flitting down a...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/where-words-fail</link><guid isPermaLink="false">676df34f36d9bd82065711f7</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 00:23:13 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_5c3edf7234254ab0931c1ed7ea4a39d1~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[if you die in a dream, do you die in real life?]]></title><description><![CDATA[A phrase is lingering. Peel away.  I wonder if it means,  from each other? It’s a forgettable phrase; a passing thought. Ready to rest,...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/if-you-die-in-a-dream-do-you-die-in-real-life</link><guid isPermaLink="false">676df3014c7ebd823d5b83a5</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 00:22:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_726a456f4644386c31766f~mv2_d_5429_3619_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[stuck with the sandman]]></title><description><![CDATA[In a bad dream, I might encounter a figure  with a shape like a stranger I know. Are we somewhere  past midnight? What colour is your...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/stuck-with-the-sandman</link><guid isPermaLink="false">676df28ae7cfced28ee68051</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 00:20:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_6aa0ba127c534a5d9a664743611e16ee~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I am]]></title><description><![CDATA[going to be critical of all poetry I birth from  tomorrow morning up until  the night they mourn me. I am  going to understand that...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/_i-am</link><guid isPermaLink="false">676df1fe36d9bd8206570e23</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 00:18:16 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_a7117128d22d4d0db96483499e0542b8~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[house of cards]]></title><description><![CDATA[On each occasion that I find balance, I think of you and your desires. I wonder if fragility entices your muscle. If frailty exhilarates...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/house-of-cards</link><guid isPermaLink="false">676df18ae7cfced28ee67d74</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 00:16:20 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_66dcde70f3bc42359c0d3946906741d2~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[homogenous]]></title><description><![CDATA[I’ve taken to thinking of you and me. Perpendicular souls so loyal to our own cause, enough that my intentions stood on the  tracks for a...]]></description><link>https://molliemardelwriting.wixstudio.com/molliemardelwriting/post/homogenous</link><guid isPermaLink="false">676df13336d9bd8206570bcc</guid><category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2024 00:14:07 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_f3ec1741496b4fec9fa299e7b3d19f95~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Mollie Mardel</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>