Because I was a nymphomaniac and my sexual pleasure was full of shortcomings, besides the restructuring of my organs responsible for my erotic stimuli, I got richer by having a second brain. They locked my rationality and expended, at request, that hemisphere dangerously abundant in imagination. Then they sent me in the world. I was seeing twisted trees in erotic shapes with moaning hollows that kept repeating. I was dreaming of Prince Charmings as an Adam without its leaf. Scared, I decided that I need a therapist. I hope will be a man.
(Translated by Beatrice-Ioana Huruială / 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 July 2021, the group has 6.800 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. 
