Shortly after our return to Ecuador, my father became a victim of the very violence we had initially escaped, and he passed ...

Working for Synapse was a fantastic learning experience. I liked educating myself about all the different opportunities for education and advocacy occurring every single day on campus. I have so much ...

The ancient Romans celebrated Lupercalia, a fertility festival honoring the pastoral god Lupercus, on Feb. 15. As with several other pagan festivals, Lupercalia was subsumed by the Church and ...

The patient’s blurry vision reminded me that the eye is more than a window into the body; it is a mirror reflecting the system itself. In the words of Charlotte Bronte, “the soul, fortunately, has an ...

Synapse is the UCSF student newspaper. We seek to serve as a forum for the campus community. Articles and columns represent the views of the authors and not necessarily those of the Board of ...

Woodson, an African American historian with a PhD from Harvard, initially dubbed it, “Negro History Week” and picked February in order to commemorate the birthdays of two men prolific in the black ...

I was only four years old when I first learned the word “deportation.” It was a constant topic in our... [In this series, past editors reflect on their time leading the paper.] As I looked through my ...

[First place Synapse Storytelling Contest Winner for photography.] Maestra Rocio Morales, a Zapotec healer and community leader mourns the dispossession of earth-based healing practices and ...

In a world of concrete and steel, A lone half-sedan doth repose, Amidst the urban ballet’s grand reveal, Where metallic rings and signage poles impose. Synapse is the UCSF student newspaper. We seek ...

This photo was taken on my digital camera during my very first visit to San Francisco, at the conservatory of flowers in Golden Gate Park. Before this, I had just found out I was admitted to UCSF and ...

This picture was taken a few months before the 2020 US presidential election, so it seemed only appropriate that a surly-looking bald eagle would appear in the trees and remind me that while I was ...