Bogdan used to come at night, very late. He'd knock gently on the door so as not to wake the neighbours. We had an agreement: I had to wait for him at the window, he wouldn't let me look at him. He would lick my back and bite my neck gently, people would park their cars and I would watch them carry their potato sacks and jugs of plain water. He was penetrating me only from behind, rhythmically, like a vigorous metronome that never tired, squeezing my breasts in his palms, trying to scream, to tell him I had something in the oven and that it smelled burnt.

(Translated by Cosmina-Florentina Ciobanu / 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 March 2023, the group has 10,790 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, Luchian Abel, and Vlad Mușat. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)

Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale.

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