Failing Geography

A drop of blood. On the Indian Ocean. Blue turning slow l y red as the Indian Ocean is engulfed by this singular drop of blood coast to coast a crimson sea. At first there is no pain. The thumb remains unaware it has been cut. Paper cut. First, the heart skips a beat then the pain ~ rushes in. The continent of India invaded by my blood. i close the school atlas in fear teacher will see. Scream silently put my thumb in an inkwell. Disaster co- -auglates. The bloody pages stick to bloody together. The Indian continent ripped apart allowing one to see to the next sea on the other page. I fail Geography.