The Human Condition Is a Terminal Illness

To be human is to come to terms with a repetitive and trying history; an acceptance of the potential beauty and the overiding toxicity of mankind. The Human Condition is a Terminal Illness, pulls individual and societal insecurities out from our collective subconscious in an effort toward analysis and question. More often than not, in the midst of a confused, selfish, self-hating populace, the answers are left wanting. I've always believed the best compliment to give a writer is to say he or she is generous, and Matthew J. Hall is undoubtedly so, with a variety of observations and declarations, organized between remembrances only poets can make. From love to death, to all the aching moments in between, Hall finds sympathy for his subjects at each and every turn, usually when they need it the most. All this, while he asks optimistically, if everything is meaningless, why does the heart beat so fiercely? Matthew Snee author of the novel, The Cardboard Spaceship and poetry collection, Evil Summer. The Human Condition Is A Terminal Illness full of troubling reality and its many disturbing elements of flaws, sadness, and banality brimming with pain underneath. These real life story poems have small glimmers of hope repeatedly sinking down beneath disappointment and heavy dankness. When you want more, but you feel inundated with the many pointless parts of existence. When you crave connection to genuine love, but that is overtaken with glitches of hurtfulness. When part of you desires to fix people's broken pieces, but the other part of you knows that you can't or you won't. Juliet Cook, poet and editor of Blood Pudding Press, which published Matthew J. Hall's poetry chapbook, Pigeons and Peace Doves (2015) You will find nothing here but raw emotion, honest language, and truth--as Hall pulls every photograph from the scrapbook and tries to put together a desperate salvage mission. Wolfgang Carstens, Founder of Epic Rites Press and author of poetry collections, Crudely Mistaken For Life, The Abyss Gazes Also and Factory Reject.