<p>The twin subjects of love and death run through Ray Morrison&rsquo;s book like a freight train rumbling slowly late at night across a countryside overcome with sadness and loss. <em>I Hear the Human Noise</em> is a masterful collection of short stories and Morrison is proof that even in these narcissistic technologically driven times we&rsquo;re living in there are still people out there who care deeply about what it means to just be human. &mdash;Donald Ray Pollock author of <em>The Devil All the Time</em> and <em>The Heavenly Table</em></p>