I dedicated my book, A Glint of Exoskeleton to the Psocopteransthe booklice. Cute little creatures. They like books–they eat the moulds that grow on them–but they’re not luddites; there’s a whole crew of them that lives in my keyboard. Here is a silly little verse about them.


Psocopterans are

Great readers of sorts

But don’t enjoy reading

Physics or sports.

They much prefer Hemmingway,

Tolstoy or Shakespeare.

“The classics,” they say,

“Are just so much tastier!”