"U-HAUL UR ASS OUT" is all about reclaiming your power after a breakup—packing up the past, quite literally, and driving off into something better. It’s a mix of humour, sass, and that deep sigh of relief when you finally let go of someone who wasn’t serving you.

When I go to the club, I embrace the girlhood I am met with. I am not a woman, but I was raised one. I am not a woman, but I was a girl once. I know the girl codes of conduct and I know the club bathroom rules.

Embarrassment felt a lot like overexposure. Like one of those dreams where you realize midway through your presentation you aren’t wearing pants and everyone is laughing at you. Only I wasn’t dreaming and thankfully I had my pants on. I was in the Publix parking lot and my dad’s hand was stretched out to me. He wanted me to hold it. I wanted to disappear. I hated the stares we would get by holding hands. My small black hand in his large white one. 

For many, the Oscars are a night to celebrate cinema and those responsible for keeping it alive. However, one of the most essential roles of the Oscars is the opportunity to open doors and raise voices that are regularly overlooked. This is not simply an attribute of the Academy, but a responsibility they carry. It's why, time and time again, people raise their complaints when this potential goes unfulfilled—one clear example being the #OscarsSoWhite campaign back in 2016, a direct response to the all-white ensemble of nominees that year.