I analyze what I can remember: words, gestures, laughter, arguments. I shudder at the memory of how many times I've found myself saying or doing something like her. I think idly, eyes staring out the window, blouse in hand. her perfume, mixed with tobacco impregnated in the fabric, brought me back to childhood years when I used to sniff her clothes. since I'm an adult too, it's as if we're rivals at times. we keep our distance out of an old and useless politeness or a wild marking of territory. now I want her healthy. I won't wash the blouse yet.
(Translated by Andreea-Alexandra Șerbănescu / 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. 
