He deserves this, for his mouth is no longer silent, oh Lord, I am lonely and desolate. He had no idea what was lonely, that's what he thought, that's what he said, he liked the way it sounded, and he was always bleating it while he was waddling naked through Eden. He'd heard of lonely, he'd shit in the back of a laurel tree one day and heard God say it's not good to be lonely, so he knew what that was. Tired of hearing it, the Lord told him to close his eyes and bang, something hit him on the head. When he woke up, Eva was looking at him like a devil. He still doesn't know what hit him.
(Translated by Florina Șamata / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected 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 February 2023, the group has 10,500 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. 
