07.05.2021

Movies do not make me shed tears anymore, nature stopped impressing me, global warming leaves me cold; I am indifferent to human suffering, to separation from people; Bach's music doesn't move me anymore, my skin is like ice, my hugs are mechanical, orgasms artistical; I do not know anymore how to enjoy the sun, the rain, the hammock hanging on the birch. Today in the park I bought myself a vanilla ice cream. I did not get to lick it not even once; it fell out of my hand. I started crying.

(Translated by Mălina Ţîru / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 April 2021, the group has 5.600 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, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)

Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale.

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