Her memories were lying underneath the peeled paint: a first kiss and she kind of felt her heart racing out of her chest. Then were the girls, from the womb and until they flew away into the world, and a warm smile shone onto her face. Then it was him, when he met his end there, in a horribly hot day, and her eyes were wet, then solitude, solitude. We're assembling a new bench, grandma, the workers yelled to the woman at the window, you should come sit here and get some fresh air. The woman nodded slightly, watching sadly as her world was torn to pieces and loaded into a trailer.

(Translated by Jessica-Polixenia-Cristiana Copilaș / 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.

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