Come, I laugh, with a clink in your glass. I mimed your wounded smile, your resigned look at the bleak future. I am your extraordinary color. I trained you, shaming you, not to need me. We're two victims, I sighed, stuck in the choices of the past. But you, adorably, free, irresistibly independent, I whispered, gently tightening the chain around your neck, you can do anything, preening, I scratched between your ears, pressing insensibly on the back of your neck, come on bitch, lick me under my tail.
(Translated by Cristina-Nicoleta Costache (Mircea) / 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. 
