Dead or alive, neither dead nor alive, I am the opening, the tomb or the mouth, the one inside the other. 


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… writes about opera: its slippery histories, its sensual bodies, and the work of mourning for a dead genre. Elsewhere, Bouque sings in various solo, ensemble, and opera configurations around the world....