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TransVersals
Blogs about encounters and intersections in our work


The Deeper Responsibilities of Relationship: What Comes After Acknowledgment?
I write this as a descendant of the Mohawk, Lenape, Muscogee, and Siksika peoples. I do not speak for all Indigenous people or all descendants. No one person can. Our nations are diverse. Our histories are different. Our teachings are not identical. And so, there is no single Indigenous perspective on land acknowledgments. Look - I know why land acknowledgments exist. For generations, Indigenous peoples were erased from the story of this continent. Schools taught that Native

Kimi Floyd Reisch
Jun 238 min read


Roberta Muldoon and the Politics of Costume
"The World According to Garp," John Lithgow as Muldoon and Robin Williams as Garp. The first transgender woman I ever met was not a person at all. She was a character. Her name was Roberta Muldoon, introduced in John Irving’s The World According to Garp in 1979 and brought to screen in 1982 by John Lithgow. I encountered Roberta and the Garp world just a few years before Harry Potter, about a decade after the book was published and the movie was made. For many of us, Roberta

Kimi Floyd Reisch
Jun 226 min read


Crossings and Costumes: What Watching the Queen, and Whiteness Taught Me
When I was nine years old, the Queen of England came to my hometown in Wyoming. She came quietly as a guest of a local rancher whose sister had married Porchie—the Queen’s longtime friend and horse trainer. She walked down Main Street with the same small grace as my grandmother, who she slightly resembled. Sheridan was (and still is) a place where prairie life and global pageantry sometimes brush against each other. Horses from our local polo fields have carried royals in ma

Kimi Floyd Reisch
Jun 154 min read


When a Name Goes Missing
Years ago, I was doing research and stumbled on the story of the first woman ordained by the United Church of Christ in California, near the beginning of the twentieth century. The headline celebrated her as a pioneer. The article ran for several long columns in the newspaper, documenting her life in what looked, at first glance, like respectful detail. But as I read, something felt off. The woman whose ordination was being honored was never named. Not once. She was referred

Kimi Floyd Reisch
Jun 158 min read
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