A collection of creative work by the Syracuse University Honors community
By Sara Shaygan
Every time I call, You answer.
By Sasha Temerte
Armed with a notebook and diverse passion, I can intertwine the words and numbers inside me with my dreams.
The point is I don’t remember.
By Giovanna Veiga
“This is going to be the best time of your life, querida. I promise.” My mom jumps in, and I don’t wonder why she’s speaking English to me.
By Jenae Richardson
Here I stand wondering where my St. Thomas has gone.
By Shiharu Yamashita
It’s difficult for me to cry when someone dies. When my role model took her own life, or even when my dog Hide died, I could not cry right away.
By Rachel Reeser
I crossed the bridge a long time ago, took a road out of town, and never returned.
By Kaylie R. Klotz
Today they will have the power to choose the game and make the rules. Today, they will get a ball.
By Allie Kaylor
I crossed again to the other side of the street, bad memories haunting every step.
Poem by Mariya Volkova
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