A Steady Diet of Change
By Kiara Thomas Fifteen patties sizzle on a blue Coleman propane grill in the backyard of a house in Queens Village. Two feet from the patties, on top of a black table cloth, eight aluminum pans of food heat up under warming fuel cans. With each new order, two masked brown-skinned girls with their hair in a bun and wearing […]
My hair was called a bird’s nest
By: Kiara Thomas “El diablo, pero mira a ese pajon,” said a Subway worker to her coworker at Stony Brook University as she cut my herb and cheese bread. I was with my boyfriend getting a sandwich after class last year. I didn’t notice her speak. I was fixated on my sandwich and what toppings I wanted. After he ordered […]