A Crack Study? Never Again

This post is part of a collaborative narrative series composed of my writing and Chris Arnade’s photos exploring issues of addiction, poverty, prostitution and urban anthropology in Hunts Point, Bronx.

By Cassie Rodenberg on January 30, 2014

This post is part of a collaborative narrative series composed of my writing and Chris Arnade's photos exploring issues of addiction, poverty, prostitution and urban anthropology in Hunts Point, Bronx. For more on the series, look here.

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Takeesha: Hunts Point, Bronx. Courtesy of Chris Arnade.

One time I did this crack

Study for $2500,

Saw it on the train.

The building and the rock

Pristine Colo(u)mbian.

Never had any shit that good

In my life:

Small but potent,

Crack,

It's psychological. They did me up

And down

In the head for days. No one told me

About the dance of the razors:

Hell no they ain't doing

That to me

Again in their hospital

Chapel of

Help

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Here, an example of what she means.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR(S)

Cassie Rodenberg

I write, I listen, I research, I tell stories. Mostly just listen. I don't think we listen without judgment enough. I explore marginalized things we like to ignore. Addiction and mental illness is The White Noise behind many lives -- simply what Is. Peripherals: I write on culture, poverty, addiction and mental illness in New York City, recovering from stints as a chemist and interactive TV producer. During the day, I teach science in South Bronx public school.