I had always been an advocate for digging up through people's heads. Well, that was before I found out there is already a job for this, therapist. It's just that there you can't use the scalpel, the blepharospasm or the hammer. So, I got job at the cemetery. The most interesting plants grow in the shade, in the muddy ground, well humidified. The fact that I met her, uncovered by the heavy rain, with the broken coffin lid, had sent me this emotional morse code that makes me unable to handle her. I don't know if I am friend or food.
(Translated by Jessica-Polixenia-Cristiana Copilaș / 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 May 2023, the group has 11,260 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.