How a Piece of Metal Through My Face Helped Me Find Myself

Shrapnel through my lower lip. An open flesh wound surrounding a hollow, metal rod. Contrast this with the surgical precision the piercer used; one sharp pinch and then another. Snakebite piercings. I found these two contrasts to be poetic—how this type of self-inflicted injury could also be a beautiful way to express yourself. img_6777 I’veContinueContinue reading “How a Piece of Metal Through My Face Helped Me Find Myself”