Poems

With Kindness

With a knife

I have cut the cake into slices.

Little slices, big slices, some get the flowers.

Here is your slice, here is mine.

You cannot have my slice. It is for me. That one is yours.

Aren’t you grateful to me?

And my knife?

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• With Kindness

Cemetery of Swords

This poem was made using the solo RPG Cemetery of Swords, by Efarrisgames.

• The Poem
• The Game Moves

Gentleman Bandit gentleman bandit

This poem was made using the solo RPG Gentleman Bandit, by Allison Arth. I used the Mode variant, and played three times, rolling on the Poker Play table after each.

• The Poems
• The Game Moves