ABSTRACT
This book came to life in the months before the human world was stopped in its tracks by a virus called COVID-19. This chapter is organized in terms of enfleshed body erotics: skin, breath, touch, orgasm. There are multiple exiles in the world, living with flair under the radar of white supremacist heteronormative surveillance and discipline, which means that there are multiple options for reimaging virtuous lives according to the native symbols and horizons of multiple traditions. Sitting across whatever space the people had, laptops open, the authors dreamed the virtues they wanted to write about, called into words the redemption made of queer lives that they sought for their world so wounded by the mad and cruel machinations of rampant racist, heteropatriarchal, religiously legitimated powers. This was the best sort of collaboration, one in which neither felt the weight of having to carry the other for long.
