Rebel without a cause I starch my knickers, I even pause, let them die, those anecdotes. The agent felt tripping for a few seconds, letting his ears recover. He couldn't help himself and listened further. My acid-rhymes are absolute bullets, dividing and conquering, as is my stash of cash. He heard the krak in his right ear and felt a trickle of blood dislodge his cheek. Come on, really? The premiere was in two hours. He continued fearfully. One last verse down the pipe, my competition's tripe, straight into the cava zone, goodbye career, I'm gone.
(Translated by Cosmina-Florentina Ciobanu / 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. 
