I remember exactly one concept from that high school AP Economics course, which I took because all the other kids in my track were taking it.
I lacked natural facility with the subject, it didn’t already interest me, and I had yet to learn that working hard to master something difficult can be both useful and a pleasure. (I’m still learning that one, in fact.) I passed the class (I even passed the AP test, barely), but I took the marks and left any real learning behind.
Except this one concept, opportunity cost, which has followed me everywhere, and crops up in all kinds of non-economic contexts.
Read some other fine poetry while you’re there. (CRR has a particularly clean and friendly design that’s a pleasure to read.)
I’m so honored to be a contributor at this lovely journal.
There’s another one of mine in there: After This Vernal Equinox, Remember.
I’ve got a short essay in this issue as well: Late Summer Ghosts.