You come today, and I am the banner of longing. I took myself out into the sun, I escaped the armour of the bed for a day and I'm waiting for you under this blossoming branch. My hand was shaking hard and I hid it in the blanket and the emotion is stirring my viscera and the nurse laughs and tells me the old bromide joke. I shudder, if I could I would murmur your name, but I am only skin and wet clothes, heavy with memory. You appear hasty and cold, my cheek disgusts you like brine. I never thought I'd learn how to breathe with my heart raving madly, give yourself back to me.
(Translated by Medeea Alexandra Stan / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 January 2023, the group has 10,220 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. 
