The tale of our mimicry can be subtle and gradual, a slow alienation from the gestures of our own mothers, from the features of our own faces. A discomfort that breaks out like a cold sweat. This terrible fear thrums in the pit of our stomach, knowing that we have to imitate others to get anywhere near the good life.
— Moshtari Hilal, from "Imitation," Ugliness, tr. Elisabeth Lauffer















