People are stupid. I've been to the station to buy me a ticket and nobody understood. What a lovely dog, whose is it, does it have a muzzle, that I am a Samoyed. Idiots. Your pop is a dog, I barked, and I ran away howling: my name is Enya and I want to go home, I had enough of warm weather. I met a stray dog on my way. Handsome, community son of a bitch, but I flit him, I am not in the mood for sex. He understood my words, but he is still a stupid dog. Your house is in Siberia, he was barking. No use to tell the hillbilly that I am a spy and I ran to the Americans.
(Translated by Anca Cristina Ilie / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In January 2021, the group has 3.000 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, setting their texts within the limit of 500 symbols (in Romanian language, so in English the limit might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise with an almost daily changed topic. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale.