Maia Mayor

Rookie - 164 Points [maiamayor] (10/21/1993 / Los Angeles, CA)

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Maia is a genius writer and performer. As a Get Lit Player and Literati Fellow she has performed for thousands of youth all over the country. Her poems are viral sensations on line, and her chapter in the Award winning Get Lit Rising, is the most requested for interviews and live performances. She has lectured at the ALAN Convention and was chosen as a panelist/performer in the upcoming NCTE ... more »

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  • Kimberly hill(1/20/2019 12:33:00 AM)

    I love Maia I think she's very good performer

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  • maria miller(11/19/2018 9:39:00 AM)

    may i use this for my speech and debate class?

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  • Maia Mayor(11/13/2018 6:28:00 PM)

    thatks, i was moved myself listening to my mom.

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  • jaleelamayur(10/16/2018 3:24:00 AM)

    Pls provide a few sentences about yourself and your poem, perfect.

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  • Becky(5/3/2018 9:30:00 AM)

    i love all Maia's poems, there beautiful.

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  • Saju Malayil(1/5/2018 6:41:00 AM)

    How to know something about the biography of Maia mayor

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  • Maiah(12/13/2017 9:54:00 AM)

    Your poem describes my life

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Best Poem of Maia Mayor

What The Bones Know

When I am old, my bones will make music with every crack,
creating rhythms throughout my spinal cord and back
that tell fractured stories of where I've been.
All 206 of them are shells that breathe life into the living,
so I will smile on the days that I've worn them thin
knowing the end of my youth was only the beginning.
Broken and repaired, bones grow with experience
wrapping around broken hearts like the protective arms of a mother,
they comfort me.
even as they'll one day wither into nothing but gray ash,
even as they decay and
deteriorate at the speed...

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