She sits alone in the corner of the garden and cries. And she's crying out of all the black eyes on her face and says: I feel like a shower head. A Chinese one. The row of green onions next to her exults with pleasure at the touch of the water and keeps moving the leaves in a tap dance rhythm: Well, keep on crying, I'm fine. The radishes are already red, sweaty, they've been tangoed, and the garlic spreads its fragrance, without limit. How the hell, God forgive me, did I end up here, without a field. Simple, from a stray seed.
(Translated by Cătălina Colibaba / 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. 
