I am turning myself inside out for you.One day, I hold out my spleen—here it is,fist-sized, cupped in my hands. I do need it,you know, for the blood cells and immunity. Still, if you need it more, you can take it. And since I’m in the mood to give, let’s throw in an appendix, some tonsils, sources of so much trouble. Maybe they can be of some use to you. Other days, I am opening the windowI built in my chest. Here, see my heartand lungs. Marvel at the engine that keeps me alive. S...
