Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken

by Rachel Lynch in

I heard she broke your heart again. She kissed you outside the lunchroom but she didn't mean it. Moving her sunglasses down to cover her eyes, it's as if you never knew her. You'll know more about her by your questions than her answers. Elusive, she lives without time. Sex has no inherent meaning. She perceived and acted counterintuitively, never accepting arbitrary limits on her wild adventures. She was wary of those who claimed to know what life "meant"  or what it's "purpose" is, they wanted to control her. But that girl's a heartbreaker.

photos by Rebecca Michelle