Months in the City

A collection of short poems intended to encompass twelve total. These trifles were born out of a creative spurt after I left the startup world and started enjoying the City by the Bay again.

The collection is incomplete, and currently encompasses only four poems:

{moscontentlink:january}
is the original text of a personal ad I put up. I got great responses, several of whom said they liked my ‘poem’. January was never meant to be a poem, but became so by people’s choice.
{moscontentlink:february}
is the gayest of the bunch, a very short poem written just as the first mimosas started blooming and the grip of winter started leaving the City.
{moscontentlink:june}
is more of an embarrassment and may be replaced by a better one later on.
{moscontentlink:july}
soon after I left the City for the burbs, I went through a really rough patch that had a lot of the characteristics of a depression. I never had felt anything like that, and this is the result of my remembrance.
{moscontentlink:august}
just like january, the text of another personal ad. Same thing happened as with january, despite the fact that august is much shorter and much less interesting.