In her typically gripping and quick-pace poetry, Hopkins lays out the horrors of drug use in personal, hideous detail. At first it’s just a little here and there to take the edge off, but before Kristina knows it, she’s with the Monster in the bottom of the hole again, and this time it’s far deeper than it ever was before. Too soon the responsibilities become to much for her to handle and she turns to her old friend, meth, to get her through it. Bree, Kristina’s alter-ego when she’s high, and the Monster are both calling to her: to get high, to seek the liberating loss of control, to leave behind Hunter – that squalling leech – and have her “freedom” again.
Even though she’s clean, and perhaps because she is, Kristina is finding everything about her new life hard to manage. Kristina is slightly older, though not necessarily wiser in this book.Ī brief time is spent in recapping Kristina’s struggles with addiction, bringing the reader up to speed on her story to where she is now – drug free (for the moment) and with a newborn baby, Hunter, who is the product of a rape from when she was strung out.
Hopkins offers a blank verse sequel to “Crank,” her semi-biographical first novel about a teen girl addicted to meth.
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