The fault is mine. I let myself be enslaved by the caresses on my ripened shape of hands that slid all over me and crushed any semblance of resistance. And the weather was warm, such a beautiful autumn with hollers of joys, laughter and bare thighs. One day of debauchery and they locked me up. They said they wanted to use me again. My blood was boiling inside me, I was restless there in the dark, and it was kind of cold. I was fast asleep when I heard a thud. I felt it was time. I pushed the cork hard, and I ran in a rose-coloured streak.

(Translated by Camelia Diaconu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. Eliana Ionoaia / 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.

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