I dig deep between your ribs, until I drain into every artery, vein and warm you. I am the sound of death and the peace of life. Even if I don't tell you anything sometimes, you can tell me everything through me. I light the flesh on you with pleasure. You feel me on your spine, caressing it. I don't want you to be a statue, but nothing to hold you trapped in the body. Cry, heal, laugh, be light. Live for you, as much as I do, through me. A few minutes. Let me be your song. I've been to you already.
(Translated by Carla-Marina Ștefănescu / 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. 
