Look, up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! No, it's... a sonnet about Superman!
One morning while at college, I was lying on my bed and staring at the ceiling when a spider caught my attention. This is that story in sonnet form.
A sonnet shaped by the headlines of various emails in my spam folder.
These are not my sentiments. Feeling downtrodden by the shame my professors expressed toward their own country, I decided to satirize their woes in a sonnet.
This was intended to be one of several narrative poems about an unscrupulous traveling salesman and his famed "fixer elixir." However, I never wrote the other pieces.
So I took a Shakespeare class in college thinking it would be an easy A. Lo and behold, it was not. This sonnet was the result of my frustration.