ABSTRACT
Greetings. I share this chapter with you as a Black man born on Ohlone homelands in San Francisco, California, to a White settler mother and a Black Jamaican father. I grew up on Ohlone and Pomo homelands, though I did not understand this truth as a child. As Rae Paris (2017) writes in her necessary poetic memoir, or more precisely rememory (Morrison, 1987), of visiting sites of Black trauma and resistance—plantations, sites of rebellion—alongside family migrations, about doing so “always on Native lands, but not always thinking consciously about this” (p. 6).
