Days open up like a fan. Coffee, I run down the stairs and kiss him, sometimes only in my head, enjoy everything especially you, sunrises and sunsets wrap around time, I laugh and cry within a single body, I'll miss it, don't think about it, wild geese honking over the lake, who made this world with distances that bring you together, pack your bags, tomorrow's another day, flight, his black shirt hanging over the edge of the bed with my last mark on it, sunrises and sunsets wrap around time, wild geese honking. Nights.
(Translated by Carla Bețianu / 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. 
