The poet of the cemeteries. I don't make much money. Of course, nobody knows my true identity. And not all clients are satisfied because I am honest. For example, a lady came asking me to write a poem to her deceased husband. She was telling me that he had been a good man with a wonderful character. Clearly, I had to do some research. Thus, this poem came out: Aurel, a lovely man it was said he had been. But nobody sided with him. The sunset caught him at the village's inn. And on his last day, death itself carried him home, in its arms so grim.
(Translated by Camelia Diaconu / 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. 
