You've left, Ana, taking the love with you. In the dark, like thieves. I offered you immortality - you gave me my panties in return. When I saw you on the subway - priceless trinket - you put concrete with the figure of Sharon Stone in my veins. You put needles in my soul and broke my heart in two when you asked me what's the square root of 69. You suddenly woke me up from a reverie and I fainted at the hotel when, at the entrance, you said you weren't vaccinated. I gave you everything I had with me and I loved you like crazy. Room 101 shamelessly is my witness.
(Translated by Alina-Mihaela Burciu / 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 January 2022, the group has 7.830 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. 
