I caress you with my gaze holding my breath, afraid of crushing the silence carved in the air. On stage, You. In the lotus. Glued to the cold floor. Rendering the experiences of a body vibrating with concerns, desires, searches. I twist with my mind the key of a musical box. In sync, Your silhouette moves in a fecund pirouette. And in all that longing, emotion and dance, glances and hearts collide. Chests breasted release galaxies. Free horses. On hoofprints grows the memory of the colour of Two.
(Translated by Anca Maria Florea / 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 June 2023, the group has 11,430 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. 
