I remember you when you left. It was December 7. You didn't want to blink so that you may not catch painful memories between your eyelids. I kissed your forehead without saying goodbye. It was a prolonged
See you soon.We'll soon see each other again. I hope this time we have luck. If you change your mind until then, give me a sign. A dream, a feather, a burnt lightbulb, a stranger tapping my shoulder. Anything. Last year we drank beer. Shall we do the same? I light another cigarette. We share it. Just so you know, today I brought fresh flowers.
(Translated by Ema-Teodora Rădulescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / 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. 
