The time had come. All the grandfathers and
great-grandfathers were there, wriggling in the atrophied meat, biting at me like prey. The ones I left behind were curling around me, like the stones of Stonehenge in the rain. I lay in the grass and watched the clouds. I always liked to unravel their unwritten stories. Eggplant lips hissed a huge
Thank You that swallowed time. With my left palm I broke strips from heaven and earth and held them out to the child: sanctify the Blue. Carpe diem.
(Translated by Cristina-Nicoleta Costache (Mircea) / 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 July 2022, the group has 8,750 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. 
