I finished Heather O’Neill’s “Lullabies for Little Criminals” about fifteen minutes ago and this tragic and beautiful work of prose is one of the best things that I’ve read in a long time. This raw account of a twelve year old girl, trapped in that place between childhood and adulthood, is gut-wrenching and brutally honest.Continue reading ““Lullabies for Little Criminals” Sings a Sad Song”
Worn Pages and Ink 