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My momma’s son can’t be replaced by none.Momma’s pride and joy ’cause I’m your boy.Making your light shine as they cut me from the vine.Put me in your arms, where I knew I was safe from harm.Stopped all of my crying cause I acted like I was dying.Dying to beContinue Reading

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The warmth you bring, just like the weather in Spring. Giving each other butterflies, as time passes us by. Laying side by side in the middle of the night- Talking about life, and the future that could be. Looking up at the stars or staring into each other’s eyes. JustContinue Reading

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You said you missed me so much, All because your heart I touched. Never thought we’d be so close, But the future can never be foretold. Started out with some laughs, Just to make the time pass. Now we care about one another, Cause for us, there is no other.Continue Reading

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Coffin complex is bustling with the noise of eager new and returning Haskell students for Highlight Night, Tuesday, Sept. 10 — opportunities offered by on-campus clubs or local Lawrence organizations.  Highlight Night occurs semesterly on campus. Since the university’s reopening during the COVID-19 epidemic, the activity night was held atContinue Reading

In this image, there are three people in what looks to be a classroom setting. On the left stands a man in a blue, button-up shirt with black glasses. In the middle, a woman sits in front of a computer in a maroon tshirt smiling at the screen. On the right side of the image is a young lady in a bright pink tshirt, holding a pink piece of paper. Credit: Indian Leader/Emmitt Brazille

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During the beginning of Summer courses at Haskell Indian Nations University, various activities and workshops, such as the weaving classes, are taught. One of these new sessions this summer was the coding camp, which took place in Blue Eagle Hall in the evenings on three separate Thursdays. Brian Wika, aContinue Reading

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Listening to the rain, drowning all my pain. So much sorrow, praying I see tomorrow. Feeling remorse, after I took the wrong course. Stuck in jail, can’t even afford bail. No letters, to make me feel better. Can’t even sleep, cause there’s never enough to eat. Very easy to getContinue Reading