feeding our adopted cat ❣️ her name is chocolate

My grandmother's recipe for rice and lentils fills our small apartment as Chocolate winds between my feet, purring. She arrived skeletal, frightened, but now thrives under our care. I photograph her fullness for the diaspora group chat—proof that love heals. Writing poetry tonight, I'll capture this moment. A Tamil verse about belonging, about how strays become family. My ancestors scattered across continents, yet here we gather digitally, sharing joy through adopted creatures and shared stories. Chocolate licks my fingers. In her trust, I find brightness. We've created something the old poets understood—home isn't a place, but people, warm and present, building community through simple acts of nourishment and care.