It has a long antenna and I take advantage of it when my wife is sullen, her arms crossed under her meaningful chest, she is a bit sulky, starring out the window -she seems to admire the brick of the neighboring block of flats. In fact, she is gathering
thoughts-memories as from a dream life, and I tickle her left ear a little - the sensitive one that is delicately adorned with my kiss from 30 years ago, when we became one. A warm tear falls on my cheek, I taste it and I feel forgiveness love, and we make up, and everything seems so real. Unfortunately, she left a long, long time ago.
(Translated by Ioana Oacheşu / 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 June 2021, the group has 6.650 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. 
