I actually did not own anything. I even barely had myself, like Ana used to say, the walled-up poetess, who lost her whole self to gain the epitome of sacrifice. However, this noble concept is far from what I believe. After all, I was lost without being conscious about it, I did not own anything, and I did not know it at all. Until you came by, you kissed my eyelids ardently, flicked some ethereal dust of butterfly wings all over my heart, planted a branch of bright hyssop in my soul and left saying I know on which button to press when I return.
(Translated by Roberta Ana-Maria Gulerez / 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. 
