He was a watermelon cutter, but the pink juicy summer sugar drained with the onset of rain. She opened the University gate, uttering the academic discourse. They met in mid-September, in a jaundiced Bucharest, a city of dry leaves. Their bodies were entwined in the studio on Hope Street. Nakedness loves position. No, not social position. Vanity withers in front of their nudity. A smell of quinces and secret love. I would like to do with you what autumn does to the trees. It leaves them naked.

(Translated by Alexandra Lica / 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 September 2021, the group has 7.150 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 Ficțiuni Reale.

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