🔥 The embers are alive… 🔥
We are thrilled to announce that after more than a year of hiatus, Pyre Magazine is reigniting its flame!
This spring, we will officially relaunch with an exciting new chapter for the magazine. Over the coming months, we’ll unveil updated submission guidelines, new submission periods, and a revitalized vision for showcasing the best in horror, speculative, weird, and dark literature. We’re also welcoming fresh faces to the editorial team, bringing new perspectives and energy to our mission of amplifying bold, boundary-pushing voices in dark fiction.
For now, however, we remain closed to submissions. We appreciate your patience as we prepare to reopen our inbox. When the time comes, you can expect a clear and transparent process, updated submission criteria, and an enthusiastic invitation to contribute to our growing inferno of literary creativity.
Another significant update: as we embrace this next phase, Pyre Magazine is moving from X (formerly Twitter) to Bluesky Social. Our new digital home reflects our commitment to forging meaningful connections in a fresh and innovative space. Be sure to follow us there for all the latest news, updates, and announcements.
This is an exciting time for Pyre Magazine, and we can’t wait to share what’s ahead. Thank you to everyone who has supported us during this hiatus—your belief in our mission has kept the embers burning. As we prepare to reignite, we’re more committed than ever to delivering the kind of work that sets the literary world aflame.
Stay tuned for more details, and join us as we blaze this new trail. The fire is just getting started.
In the meantime, feel free to connect with us on Bluesky Social, where we’ll share updates as they happen: https://bsky.app/profile/pyremagazine.bsky.social.
It’s here… it’s finally here!
FALL/WINTER 2023 Issue
Purchase Now!
Pyre Magazine Presents its first physical copy edition. 120 beautiful pages full of art, short stories, flash fiction, poetry, and nonfiction. In this slam-packed special edition, you'll find work from more than 30 artists.
Cover image, The Cemetery, created by Sylvain Daudier.
The first physical copy of Pyre Magazine drops on November 28th, and it’s STACKED!
A NOTE ON the 2023 SPRING AND SUMMER SUBMISSIONS
Dear Writers, Artists, and Constant Readers,
First and foremost, I would like to apologize to you. It has been a while since there have been any updates to Pyre, and many are still waiting to hear back from us regarding submissions from the beginning of this year, and for that, I am genuinely sorry. The truth is, I, Ryan, have been dealing with some personal health issues that have made it very difficult for me to engage with submissions and emails mentally. In case you don’t know, Pyre is a labor of love, and running the magazine is primarily a team of one… me. Unfortunately, due to needing to focus on my mental and physical health, I had to make the difficult decision to cancel the Spring and Summer 2023 issue because I did not have the time to give submissions the proper amount of time and consideration that they deserved.
That being said, if you have a submission with us and have not heard back, all spring and summer submissions will be considered for the fall/winter issue, which will now be a larger issue that covers the entire year. I know many of you are eager to hear back from us and are tired of waiting, and as a writer myself, I understand entirely. That is why Pyre is and has always been a magazine that allows for simultaneous submissions so that, at least while you are waiting, you can submit to other outlets.
I appreciate your understanding during this time. I plan to have the magazine running smoothly by the end of summer so that the fall/winter submission cycle will go off without a hitch.
Thank you.
Best wishes,
Ryan LaBee
Editor-in-Chief Pyre Magazine
Fall/Winter 2022
Coming: November 16th
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Denny E. Marshall — Steam Stomper
Evangeline Gallagher — The Goat
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Follow the Moon— by Emma Murray
The television blares at me from across the room. Judy’s got it cranked up way too high again. It’s like they’re yelling at me. I look around. The remote’s missing.
“Judy, you seen the remote around?” I shout toward the stairway behind my chair. I wait a moment for a response. “Judy?”
A door creaks on its hinges.
SlashGrindTerrorMachine — by Scott Cole
The switch to activate the SlashGrindTerrorMachine is located inside the mouth of the SlashGrindTerrorMachine. Unfortunately, the SlashGrindTerrorMachine sometimes activates itself without warning.
Needle in Vain — by Colin Katchmar
Crusty, used up, filth-ridden, a disease tracking robotic vein. The most crucial part of a diabolical mechanism. A hair thin, pin prick point; the culmination of all pointlessness. I guess everything serves a purpose. The vacant soul of existential worthlessness can't be sewn up, but it seems my parting seams are tearing away from the very fabric of my consciousness—so I might as well try it, right?
Medusa Ups Her Game — by Gerri Leen
Snakes for hair is so last year
Give me webbing, not spider-made
But of computer linkages
Turn you to stone?
Very old school—let me work
More subtly this time
Good Girls Don’t Sparkle — by Angela Sylvaine
Watts and Freeman promised
to help sad, old Sallie with her
smile infected by death
Two holes send anxiety oozing, whiff
of burnt hair and bone, now she
draws pretty pictures, gifted
a life without worry
Malpractice — by Robert Beveridge
crouches in the corner
stares at your internal organs
through a ninety eight cent pair
of comic book x-ray glasses
asks if you’ve taken care of your liver
googles recipes behind its back
Junipers—by Anastasia Jill
That is what I'm told while being ushered behind a velvet rope with an assortment of people, dime-store candies with flesh; moldy and nutty, missing pieces, smelling gross, probably tasting of medicine or bubblegum
The Night Dive— by Ben Thomas
Caitlin had been on enough deep-water dives to think of the ocean as she would any other wild place. Unpredictable, sure. Potentially dangerous, of course. But all the more alluring for that.
The Yellow Room — BY CASS Carvajal
You find yourself in a yellow room. The air is close, musty. It tastes like an attic. It feels like an attic, too, though there are no windows or ladders or hatches on the floor to suggest that it is one. It just feels… above. The floor is old wood, gray and warped, but everything else, the walls, the ceiling, is yellow. Plain, patternless, pale pale yellow.
Why Start an Online Magazine?
Growing up in rural Missouri, my family was, as they say, dirt poor. There was never much money, so we didn't take family vacations or have many nice things. From a very early age, I was always looking for ways to get a peek at worlds other than my own.