Shake Hands with the Man in My Hand, by Daryl Gussin"No one else is talking about a lot of this stuff," Jello Biafra "The book feels like the inside of someones brain at 2 AM after the show when the room smells like beer and everyones finally telling the truth. These poems arent polished and thats the whole point. Theyre blunt, uncomfortable, sometimes funny, sometimes a little wrecked. Some poems read like journal entries someone wasnt supposed to see.. Others land like a punch to the gut. Either way