I like this new priest a lot, he's young and doesn't crumple at all, you go to church for fuck's, sorry, his sake. At Ilie's funeral, I tied his long waistcoat to the metal fence in the back her and only on the fourth jerk did she manage to leave, her garter stockings visible. But he also stuffed me with eucharist at the confession that I was almost about to choke. When he came with the basil I knew what was waiting for me, I already had shampoo on my head. And I wasn't disappointed, he knows how to wash the sins away. Amen.
(Translated by Diana Stănescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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. 
