The poems of The City Skit dress familiar themes in language rich with urban landscapes, autumn rains, the cymbal brush of city breeze, and the early morning smell of asphalt in spring. The humid hearts of summer and frosty solitude of downtown winters make appearances in pieces like "farewells" and "pieces of autumn." Street lamp oases, pavement footfall background noise, and the draw of the distant sea mingle with each stroll down unknown sidewalks to the bars and bistros that keep hope alive.