Ah, damn you fucking rooster, on the second day of Easter at five o'clock. All week I cleaned until the middle of the night, I washed, scrubbed, polished. I baked, boiled, painted.
Half-fainted, I put on my new clothes and two coats of powder to hide my dark circles and went to the Resurrection service as a Christian should do. On Sunday I served, washed mountains of dishes, played five times with the child's new games. I can't have a peaceful morning because of you, damned be your scarlet feathers. I'll honor you in soup on Pentecost day, may you wake St. Peter.
(Translated by Andreea-Simona Trufin / 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 May 2021, the group has 6.400 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. 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. 
