I miss death. Ah, it was so good. How people were drooling over the alms, saying good and bad things about me, how they envied me for my khaki suit, my hands weak because they were pressed together, cold like the beer on the succession table and how they smiled knowing they got rid of me. And now? Silence, darkness, the nothingness that bothers me. And those lousy worms that remind me from time to time that I was rotten flesh, a moldy rind in a clay carrion and phlegmatic water by divinity, apparently, coming from a world of hypocrites and fake people.

(Translated by Diana Pașcanu / 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 April 2023, the group has 11,000 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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