tang

my name is tangelo, tang for short

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The Trolley Problem

In 1967, Philippa Foot introduced “The Trolley Problem.” In the scenario, a runaway trolley is heading toward five people tied to the tracks. You have the choice to divert the trolley onto another track, where only one person is tied down. You must choose: do nothing and allow the trolley to kill five people, or pull the lever and sacrifice one person to save the others?

For Michael, the only answer was to throw himself in front of the trolley—sacrificing himself before it could hit anyone else. He was always too nice, even when the world demanded cruelty. tang 2025

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Time Will Tell

There was an angel who would sing

to me in my sleep. Pure porcelain,

cold to touch brushed against my skin.

She sang a sweet harmony, promised me

everything I wanted.

A taste so addictive, a comfort so familiar,

not even the hymns of the birds could

wake me up.

Sometimes, I wonder how my mother is — to that

the angel only smiles.

Two hands of a clock will always meet again,

it’s only a matter

of

when.

tang 2025

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Father and I

My relationship with my father is tricky to describe. I believe we’re close out of survival and less out of enjoyment. Dinners between us are silent, car rides are dead, and “I love you”s were never exchanged. Yet, sometimes, I found myself holding onto a small flicker of hope.

Whenever he entered the airport, I would clutch onto him and start to cry. He would gently pat my head, telling me not to cry. The three words I wanted to hear the most were never said, but I knew that silence was the closest thing I’d get to love.

tang 2025