a street with Home in it, with a bewildering scent of linden flowers and names of lost letters in the stormy nights, where my childhood used to live. A bob haircut, Queen and Toshiba. A school. A pair of stupid shoes and a stolen
yellow-ish-quince coat from the locker room. The grade 10 for the Mahabharata. A high school. With a prom, teachers, report cards, ridiculous headbands, and courses that I couldn't solve their mysteries. A bus, an apple tree and a writing machine, the partners in crime that created from me and you US. A lifetime together, an anchor in the past.
(Translated by Beatrice-Ioana Huruială / 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 December 2021, the group has 7.750 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. 
