True Story By Devon Neal

It’s easy to gain perspective when holding your penis

between the tips of your thumb and index fingers

and standing in Nature’s wide mossy palm

directing your shimmering stream into a great ravine

capable of accidentally swallowing a man whole

with a yawn. And as you listen for your liquids

to smack wet against the rocks below,

you turn to find yourself staring and, inadvertently, pointing

at the huge gaping maw of a brown bear,

his paws padded and thumbless,

incapable of pinching its two fingers together,

but still able to remind you, your pants at your feet,

just how small you really are.

Devon Neal is a Bardstown, KY resident who received a B.A. in Creative Writing from Eastern Kentucky University and an MBA from The University of the Cumberlands. He currently works as a Human Resources Manager in Louisville, KY. His work has been featured in From the Depths and Rough Cut Press.