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Winter '98 Issue 8

Opening Thoughts

Tiffiny - A Story For Our Time
by Geronimo Tagatac

A Doctor Critiques The Hospital Setting: Is This Really The Best We Can Do For Our Patients?
by Will Lasersohn, MD

Time and Again, Ad Infinitum: Is This The New Millennium, Or What?
by William P. Benz

Spiritual Emergence/
Emergency

by Paul Levy

In Harmony, On Behalf Of Our Nation's Children: Creating A Community Solution For Children At Risk
by Brook MacNamara

Preparing Children and the World for Each Other
by AJ Talley

The Dreaming Media: A Dark Spirit Arises From The Collective Unconscious
by Howard Brockman

Dreams of Kindness, Love & Grace
by Carolyn Berry

My Light Opera Vision Quest
by Coral Gaggiani

Leaving Home
by Ness Mountain

Herbal Treatment For Preventing Colds & Flu
by Dr. Richard Schulze

Starry Eyed
by Spyrit

Geronimo TagatacTiffiny - A Story For Our Time by Geronimo Tagatac

When I look down at the long scar on my right forearm, I realize that after three weeks, it is healing. I make a mental note to talk to my therapist about my attraction for women with shaved heads and penchants for exotic knives.

I call the number in the personal ad to confirm tonight’s date. Then I walk down to the park, by the lake, where the reeds grow out of the shallows. The sun is dropping through the last dark layers of the sky, down toward the s eam of night.

When I look down at the long scar on my right forearm, I realize that after three weeks, it is healing. I make a mental note to talk to my therapist about my attraction for women with shaved heads and penchants for exotic knives. I tell myself that I’m lucky that Tulla was an amateur with a blade. Still, I may want to be somewhere else when her release date comes around.

The wind ripples the water on the lake and brings the smell of the far shore to me. How I would like to slip into the water just to feel the slippery, submerged grasses against my face and arms, to melt into the comforting shadows below the water’s surface. I would give anything to feel the caress of cool, dark mud against my chest and thighs. But there isn’t time.

I take out my wallet, remove the ad that I clipped from the paper, unfold it and read it.

“Single, white, Christian woman seeks professional man with stable income and conventional views. Contact Tiffiny.”

Geronimo Tagatac is a first generation Philipine-American. He spent his childhood living and working in the fields and orchards of rural California. He has published short fiction in the “Writers Forum,” “Orion” and “Mississippi Mud.” He currently lives and writes in Salem, Oregon. He can be reached by email.

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