I may have been born a Honduran-Puerto Rican, but my culture is a whole lot wider than that. I’m made of parts stolen from people outside of the culture I was born into.
A letter to my Honduran grandma, who I love so much but who has some pretty messed up views about Black people and Mexicans.
Is it just me, or is the world coming to an end?
The story about my two abortions and the vasectomy I had back in February.
In the first episode of Hits from the Brain, Hector takes aim at celebrity culture and our obsession with wealth
What I should tell my stepdaughter about love
Two stories about solidarity in the face of hatred and power
Claiming a Mexicanness outside Mexicanness