This essay was a long time in the making. https://textjournal.scholasticahq.com/article/155456-modes-of-thermoregulation I’m really proud of it as i haven’t written memoir quite like it before. It spans a formative decade in my life. It started as being about our relationship with weather and concrete…

But developed into a rethinking of how we are shaped by the city and the limited ways in which we can resist.

It recalls a freezing February in New York (this picture was taken on a day where it was -17 celcius but sunny and without snow) and moves through some hotness towards a retreat into the shade. If you read it and have feedback, please drop me a line to let me know.





