Daisy Lark is a totally blind queer scribbler of poetic ephemera, currently trapped in Oklahoma with aspirations of living just about anywhere else. She is a horror fanatic, a crazy cat lady, a voracious bookworm, a bad but enthusiastic gardener, and a good daydreamer. She collects vinyl, indie perfume oils, and tea sets despite her dislike of tea, and she is a big fan of podcasts, water, birds, and breakfast food. A half-serious witch and a wholly serious devotee of excavating joy from the mundanities of life, she exists at the intersection of shimmer and simmer, rapture and rage.
Daisy has been published in Corvid Queen and Lavender Review, and she also writes a weekly newsletter called Keep Hoping Machine Running.