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Abstract

The meaning(s) of “home” are once again a robust conversation in the American national landscape as we continue to struggle over postcolonial empire-inspired borders. As a queer Person of Color, Woman of Color, and Mother of Color in the U.S.; an American offspring of Bangladeshi Muslim immigrant parents; and a professor of social inequalities, I am particularly concerned about thinking through neoliberal anti-liberatory U.S. racialization projects and the notion of “home” or what I call the “neoliberal home.” I concern myself with diverse languages, images, myths, and rituals through which “home” is represented and constituted, and from the dispatches of racialized traumas, I am prompted to ask haunting questions: Where is home, what does it mean, and is there really “no place like home?” In this autoethnographic womanist narrative, I forefront how I (personally) and we (collectively) struggle over meaning, memory, and knowledge-production of “home” and I offer a practice of hegemonic interruption or “embodied tender rage.”

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