14.05.2021

I have a wife as bad and skinny as the stick she sometimes hits me with, to make me worthy and rich. Where the big ship is, she yells. I picked grapes from it and left it in the sun. Why? On the blade-sharp voice she laughs slices, slices of insults. I shut up and let her taste: what I like. The green eyes like agurida twinkle: give me more, I've never seen anything like it. Among the hiccups, she makes plans: the neighbours will give us three chickens in return. I pull her tits, kiss her and other things. We will get rich, and the village will not be the same.

(Translated by Emilia-Georgiana Călinescu / 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 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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