-you do not need to watch Grey's Anatomy to read- "With my last breath, I'll exhale my love for you. I hope it's a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me." I came into this world decades ago with a loud crash. Literally, I popped out amidst a car crash. Most would agree that I've been loud ever since. Every movement erratic and spontaneous. This often made my life swirl out of control. I became a resident surgeon, neonatal was my speciality. That was, until I lost my job to perform in bars with my band. And, surprise surprise, I kind of hated it. Anyhow, now here I am, ambulance lights dancing about like a discotheque and I am finally calm. My blood pressure became that of a normal human being. I am still as hospital carts are wheeled this way and that. The ugly fluorescent lights of the hospital dimming. I am finally whole.

A collection of short stories regarding the Joker. Warning: smut, violence, language.