Vodou, Penises and Bones

Death, like performance, is mysterious. Death just happens, it disappears, leaving many questions of the unknown and the absence. Also, like performance, it leaves traces of the what was, a residue of a happening, a remorse, a remembering, perhaps even a mourning of the thing no longer. Yet, performance occupies a fluctuant and dual position of assisting with the death and dying while simultaneously being a part of the very act of the disappearance. This essay is about ritual performances of death in Haiti.

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