Slowly, slowly, juicy, a child's brain, blood almost clotted - how lucky, I go through the nose and oops - out the ear, how lovely, woow - found an eye that's still moist - tastyyy. Sublime aroma, a tongue pickled in a drop of saliva - savoury. C'mon man, it's good grub, we got something to eat. I'm swimming in juices, from head to toe, I bathe in mucus and lymph - I'm a nymph. Yes, I won't be a butterfly, but a Great Worm, this is my heaven, my paradise, better than Therme or Copacabana. Sweeet, I'm high - I've made it to the colon.
(Translated by Bianca-Maria Ciucașu / 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. 
