try it on

when she died
she left all of her
clothes to be
sorted through
by her friends.
old clothes.
new clothes.
shoes not worn,
dresses
wrapped in cellophane.
some with tags
still on.
hats and gloves.
underwear.
slowly the women,
her still
alive friends
went through the mountain
of clothes on hangers,
folded in drawers,
picking out the plums.
trying them on,
standing in
the mirror where
she once stood
to see what fit.