After I missed the filming-
auditorium too full to accommodate
my personal hero worship of
feminist documentary filmmaker.

I decide must make wasted
Amherst journey useful; $2.50
doesn’t grow on trees for this poor, gimp girl.

I hop a bus
from UMass to Cowles Lane
familiar route.

I disembark.
Drop off laminated alter offering.
Built at bookstore to honor fallen
brown, queer, brethren.

Gift delivered.
1 browse a minute,
before departing to
board another bus
toward home in
the suddenly frigid air.