I lean on it and listen to you. I hope through the cracks comes your heavenly fragrance. I feel you struggling to reach me, like a bird too big caught in a cage too small, and my heart flutters. I'm afraid to look at you, but sometimes I see your light rising like a tall angel, very tall and good. I shy away from your eye that breaks through barriers and undresses me. I'm ashamed of my nakedness as seen through you, and I know one day you'll swallow me like a fiery ivy through the bone fence to remind me that I am.
(Translated by Andreea Grințescu / 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. 
