Kundali 0.5 -

Shani sees you. Shani is not finished.

Mercury retrograde in the throat — words come out backwards, I love you sounds like leave.

Moon in pieces, in pieces, in the 8th from itself. kundali 0.5

Rahu’s shadow licks the 4th wall. Ketu dreams of falling upward.

Somewhere, a nadi leaf says your name wrong. Shani sees you

graha not yet placed, house not yet numbered.

Jupiter sits on the 7th cusp with a suitcase and no return ticket. Saturn watches from a balcony three lifetimes away. Moon in pieces, in pieces, in the 8th from itself

This chart is not yet drawn. The lagna is a half-breath. The bhava is a maybe.

The ascendant is a bruise forming under the thumb of dawn.

You are in the 0.5 version of your own becoming — beta release of a soul, patched daily by small disasters.

Here’s a raw, draft-style piece titled — half-poetry, half-fragment, meant to feel like a horoscope chart torn at the edges. kundali 0.5