I'm stuck in the vise of my own marriage. A serf, a stray dog thrown by life's waves in the hostile yard. My heart is drained and my soul deserted. I'm a poor country girl, pure blood, unsullied, there's only faith in my dowry chest. I love him from the bottom of my heart. I had hope that he could love me to, but he's weak and doesn't know how to protect me. I'm through. He can stay with his mommy, granny and auntie.
Toodle-oo, life. I'll take my bags and go. Yo no soy marinero, soy capitan.
(Translated by Carla Bețianu / 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 November 2021, the group has 7.500 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. 
