As It Is in Heaven

Gabriel Rusu
Hey babe, I wonder, what do alien chicks dress like? What gives, sweetie, they're nothing, they don't even have hair, the poor things. They sit all day at the mercy of flying saucers. Well, my mother told me that an independent woman has no business being in the kitchen. Me, cooking for him? Not a chance. If he's hungry, he'll take the GL and drive me into the city to show off my latest stilettos. Listen here, alien chicks. Not even Valentino could make those creatures attractive. I wouldn't jump on their bandwagon, girl.

Ionuț Morariu
Vasile was an old traveller on the road connecting heaven to earth. He went unnoticed up and down the steps of the heavens. He stripped himself of his body like he would a coat and started the climb. Saints, angels, demons, and even a cherub were his companions on the way. They exchanged tears, filthy cuss words, and then headed back to their own duties. His was to gather lost souls wondering about the valleys of the highest one. Yesterday, a devil girl pushed him off the ladder of virtue. He'd peeked under the ruffles of her heart. 

Gheorghiță Mircea
Baby, what does on earth as it is in heaven even mean? Well, angel, he's asking that his will be fulfilled by people on earth, as it is fulfilled in heaven by angels. Wait a minute, then don't call me angel, I don't think he's making the angels put on leather panties and take whips over their asses. Oh, no, that's the punishment for letting ourselves fall into temptation. And you know very well how you tempted me when I met you. Come now, baby, you mean to tell me you didn't like it? Enough is enough, stop playing God. No idols.
 
(Translated by Diana Georgiana Rădăcineanu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)