I am making myself a 3 in 1, looking disgusted at the watch. It is
daylight-savings time tonight. I gave too much to when it was not asked for. And I do this constantly, without having any second thoughts, without asking the other whether he desires more than a thigh of mine. A summer sun cuts through the mundanes' retina, preparing for another day. Maybe the last one for some of us. My wait, baby, ends tonight. Tears of blood run down on an onion knife. You wasted my time with the promise of a free tomorrow, but you have not divorced not even today.
(Translated by Delia-Maria Cocoș / 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. 
