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H. C. McEntire

H. C. McEntire is a musician and writer who grew up in the foothills of western North Carolina near the little town of Tryon. She received her B.F.A. in Creative Writing and Women’s Studies from the University of North Carolina at Wilmington and currently lives and works outside Durham, North Carolina, by the Eno River with her hound dog, Lou.

January 14, 2019

A lyric essay supplement to our 2018 North Carolina Music Issue—plus H. C. McEntire covers Led Zeppelin.

God is right there, in the brier. Turn the rows, change the tires, bow the heads, feed the mouths. Only the rhythm will yield the harvest. Go on, now. Shoot the hog between the eyes. It’s easiest that way.

Serve them all.