I'm on a break from work, c'mon, take it off quickly. Why? What do you mean why? The doctor told us to be more active. The calendar says it's time. It is long overdue. What? The calendar. For 10 years you've been a breeding animal and I've been the breeding material. We don't love each other, we mount each other. Pills, IVs, ultrasound, procedures, litanies, tears. Pain. Grief. We don't laugh anymore. We don't enjoy a brief caress anymore. We do not breathe through our souls any longer. I want to be your lover, your mistress, your wife. Child? Whoever has one, let them raise it and whoever doesn't, never wish for one.
(Translated by Andreea Ciubuc / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by conf. dr. Daria Protopopescu / Edited 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 December 2022, the group has 9,880 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. 
