I was in your mind. You, in the kids' mind. I could read your longing into your teeth. You were flipping back and forth through me like an open book. I was cramming into your flesh poems of mad love. You were underlining in red, with your teeth, on my skin, from the most beautiful romance novel. They say it was written in the stars for us to be forever. I was kissing your palm lines desperately. However, not even me, nora soothsayer, nor the devil or the seraphs knew that you will ran around with a stranger. I let you kiss my throat line with betrayal.
(Translated by Nina Tufă / 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. 
