With a rusty shovel in hand, Andrew Riutta digs deep in his first full-length poetry collection and exposes the bones of the Upper Midwest-which turn out to be his very own. From diabetes and broken teeth to silent prayers and the scent of wood smoke, Cigarette Butts and Lilacs is an account of a domesticity touched by this world's sharpest corners, as well as its softest petals and snowflakes.