Here it is, the
long-awaited Monday the 14
th, from the shrivelling February of a dazed 2022. It smells like love everywhere. Lies, it smells like cinnamon coffee and extended naps to me but, generous as you all know me, I told myself I'd throw gifts at the aether, I'd throw little hearts left and right on feisbuc, since likes are too mainstream now. Careful who you give the red hearts to, I gave them to two guys and three others suddenly fell in love with me, suggesting a
ménage à quattro. Be loved, children.
(Translated by Ioana Grigoruță / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 March 2022, the group has 8,050 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. 
