Dreams between colorful covers. Weathered, read and reread. Look, this burgundy one is my mother's book, if I open it I may find a caress or a smack. This green one's Dad's, he always mistook green for blue. In the preface are the smiles of grandparents. I was born with turquoise socks, though my mother would have wanted them pink. I learned to wash, iron, sew, cook, clean. In purple socks, I also knew how to punch when I had to. Life smiled at me, yellow. Rainbow antique.
(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 April 2022, the group has 8,175 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. 
