Everyone’s favorite homage to Portland, The Jump Off, a formerly picturesque roof garden atop the McKibbin lofts, has met its mushy vegetable end. In spite of attracting a large clientele of interested community gardeners, The Jump Off’s management and cultivating skills have proven detrimental to the project.
Juniper Pithair, the organizer of the community space, lamented, “It’s been a hard year. Sure, we’ve had a lot of interested parties coming here to plant their seeds, till the garden. But it hasn’t been enough, I guess. We’ve had plenty of rain and sun, so I don’t know why this place is a wasteland.” Sadly, Pithair is being generous in her description of what the garden currently looks like: a veritable smorgasbord of rotting fruits and vegetables that can be smelled the second you get off the train.
One frequent attendee, Rawnda Canker, a 24-year-old hempseed grower from Upstate New York, stated, “At first, I thought The Jump Off was great, but it quickly devolved. It’s like everyone who comes here has a black thumb. Either that, or they’re just trying to grow weed in secret.” In fact, part of the reason why The Jump Off has failed so miserably to grow anything worthwhile is due to how many Californian Bushwickians have been uprooting the soil to pluck their clandestine marijuana crop from it. And so, thanks to the obscene indulgence of drug and junk food junkies, The Jump Off will officially be kaput next week.
Written by Genna Rivieccio